I don’t know what happened but that sight of her made my tool hard. Then I suddenly went to my bench and sat down so that no one notices my the bulg... in my pants. After that, frequently I used to think about her and masturbate thinking of fucking her. But one day, on my way home I saw her rushing into her house(she is not married and stays single in her house). I got doubt and silently peeked into the house. Then she started to finger herself and that scene, I will not forget in my life. She. .. and that included us ... worse luck.We spent two days doing what we had been doing ... flying crop-dusting patterns without the dust. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, flying under an overcast and lowering sky. When we got to the area where we had ceased flying for the night on the fifteenth, Grace turned on the magnetometer.Since the lower end is ALL less the directed minimum, we flew from Canada to the US back and forth and back and forth. We didn't find the little ship, no. I put on some cloths and knew that I won’t be able to sit in the next couple of days. But it was totally worth it. We agreed to see how long it takes to heal. Thereby, we knew how often we could do this the next time. I put on a very tight trouser, in the hope to keep the dildo inside me longer. However, as Andy had already predicted, the dildo lay next to me in our bed the following morning. I washed it in the sink and put it back to the other dildos in the bathroom. Andy was already out,. ? Claire lost count after 50 and started to beg Him to let her up.?"Please Sir", she said with tears in her voice, "I am really sorry. ? Please stop"?Master just ignored her pleas and continued to punish her sorry bottom. ?After about five minutes, He stopped. ? Claire gasped in the air as the tears gently rolled down her face.? He helped her up and as Claire rubbed her bottom lightly, she looked at Him and said how sorry she was to have disobeyed, and that she had really learned her lesson..