"I've heard some strange noises outside: would you mind investigating?" I asked him.He sipped his water. "Of course Miss" he smiled, assuring me that...he would get to the bottom of this, and walked out the door. I watched him through the window for a few minutes but soon sat on my couch again, waiting for a response.After about 5 minutes of investigation, he returned through the door. "Nothing but a few raccoons Miss" he smiled. I giggled innocently."I see....." My speech was interrupted as. "Trembling with excitement, Earl grasped his hard spit-soaked cockshaft in one hand and stepped up behind the woman. Resting his other hand on her hip, he guided the throbbing knob of his prick beneath her asscheeks and up between her hot slick pussylips, feeling the moist heat of her steaming fuckhole spread around his sensitive cockhead."Oh, you sweet fucker!" she moaned, feeling his big hard boner sinking into her juicy fuckhole. "That's the way, honey! God, that's such a nice big. All Daniella could seem to see was the bowl of fruit salad. She reached up with her fingers... "Use your fork, Babi," Mistress said.She picked up the fork, seeing the length of shiny metal more than recognizing it as an eating utensil. Then she jabbed a peach slice, put it in her mouth, began to chew. Swallowed. So cool. So sweet.Fruit... boot... fruit... boot... Mistress was sitting. Her boots were down on the floor. Daniella set down the fork, and began to get out of her chair.... Mrs Howard spanked methodically, constantly, not needing to rest so giving no respite. Just a constant spank after spank alternating bottom cheeks for a while and then spanking the same bottom cheek time and time again. Ellie was squirming around on Mrs Howard’s lap, trying to avoid the spanks but knowing she couldn’t. Mrs Howard was far too experienced to allow Ellie to avoid any spank. She simply held the young girl firmer around her waist and spanked harder. Woe betide Ellie if her legs.