"Mr. Hillman owns the truck that hit you and he has something to say to you." He turned to Mr. Hillman and waited."Son," he began. "First off, please ...ccept my apology. You have no idea how sorry I am that our truck hurt you the way it did. Now we both know apologies are worthless, unless they are sincere and to prove to you that I am damn sincere - I hope your mother doesn't find I out how I talk, or she will send Jim back to scalp me again – I am putting my money where my mouth is."Your. Or use the whip. in the end I decided to whip. I work first with his legs and his butt. I choose a subtle but very effective whip and start to hit. on the back of the thighs first. then sit on. one two three ten, twenty strokes. each lash leaving a red streak on her skin smooth and delicate. the mumbles from evil. shake your legs hanging moves that are free. tries to kick but the more you shake the more I enjoy it. I think a well hung beef. But after a while I get tired. a whip, but he does not. I sensed he wanted to try to take her pain away if he could."He wants us to climb up onto his back," I told Brenda.She looked unsure and glanced over at the powerful stallion. Mòr Dubh fixed her with his large eyes and dipped his head several times as if he was nodding. I could see Brenda make up her mind to trust him and that familiar, determined, look of hers appeared on her face.All the exercising I had been doing had strengthened my muscles, but not to the point that I could leap onto Mòr. He told me that he was married for almost 10 years and enjoyed married life. Sex was okay at home with the exception of blow jobs, his wife wouldn’t at all. ‘Maybe you’re not really missing anything,’ I teased. He explained how and why we were meeting today. It seems that his wife of many years had become liberated . One night as he and his wife were in bed she informed him that she wouldn’t suck his cock again, She had grown out of it and that was that. It seems that she had become involved.