My . . F-f-f-fucking . . G-god.’ Was about all I could manage to say‘I take it you like that Boss? You like having my huge cock plowing in to your...tight ass hole? I am going to cum inside of you, and you are going to beg me.’‘Yes I am . . going to . . b-b-beg you, ugh, ummph, oh god fuck me harder, p-p-p-please!’ With those words she started slamming in to me vigorously, the noise of our bodies slapping together filled the office until I exploded again all down my leg and on the floor.‘Oh. I see now that it was a mistake to give you too much latitude. Some kind of punishment is appropriate. I could tell your parents' 'No!' he cried, interrupting her-fearing this above all else. 'Or I could discipline you myself, which do you prefer?He immediately agreed to the second option.'Alright' she commanded. 'Drop your pants and lie across my knee'. He looked at her in disbelief but obediently lowered the garment. 'And your underpants boy, come on I haven't got all day'He wished the floor. Did you need to see him for something? She asked. "No, I was just wondering. Well, I guess I'll be moving on" "Would you like a glass of iced tea? She asked. "That would be nice" I said. We went into the house and she motioned at a chair for me to sit in and I sat. She got the glasses and ice and poured the tea and asked if I wanted sugar in it and prepared it the way I liked it. She came back as sat the tea glass down and quietly asked, "Did you need to ask Chester. Almost as typically thin as most girls her age, but with just enough curves to give Olka the edge.I did have a small fantasy about her when we were just teenagers, but to my surprise, when I finally saw Olya again, just some days ago, a sexual affair started with her mom rather than her. We finally arrived in the town and parked in one of the access pathways to the market. I unloaded the first crate of moonshine, and we took out the table. We left the moonshine at its side and put the pickled.