I put a belt in her mouth & made her bite down. I was claiming her ass all for myself. By now she was covered in sweat & her boots were stained with i.... She wouldn't be using the bench press at the gym overnight & instinctively she'd have to skip the gym now her ass was close to destroyed. I was slamming her ass so fucking hard & she was so fucking wet it was ridiculous. Her boobs glistened as I licked them, knowing this might be the first & only time. It was brief but sensual. Suddenly it. Her bare back appeared then the strap of her suspender belt. Slowly the zip rounded the curve of her ass, revealing the bare skin, no sign of panties as she had told me. “Thanks, I can get the rest, good night John”.The next morning on the drive to school I was not wanting to give away any suggestion of the weird feelings I was having about her. Mom always wore the same style clothes, skirts down to her knees, dresses with a medium high neck line, always nylons on her legs, so knowing now what. ." Florence felt her stomach sink. Why wouldn't they just let her get on and talk about the important stuff? "I hope, Minister, that you can comment on media speculation about the true nature of some of the recent trials being carried out by your department."Look straight at the camera, she thought. Be firm and clear. Let her see you are answering but don't let her divert you from what you've come to talk about. Let her have this one and a follow up question so it looks like you don't want to. She reached out touching it, feeling it as if it were a piece of meat, taking its weight, measuring it. Her fingers encircled it and she stroked it a little. Ken groaned, as it felt so good. It was time they were ready. All of a sudden, there was a banging on the barn door. The mood and moment came crashing to a halt. They both felt as if their plans changed and someone caught them. Someone was going to spoil the moment and ruin the whole day. Ken lay down under the blanket. Sara put on her.