The crate looked like something out of one of those “Indiana Jones” movies; old style boards and slats all nailed together.“Where do you want it...” asked the man, clearly in a hurry now to get back to his scheduled deliveries.“Put it in my office, if you don’t mind,” Joe said. He followed behind and indicated a spot off to one side of his desk.“Thanks, and I’m sorry for your trouble,” Joe said.Opening the crate took more than a few minutes; it was extremely well constructed. Finally getting the. Hands and fingers were roughly probing at her wet pussy as the spunk continued to leak out of her. Then she felt fingers moving to her butthole, she tried to clench her buttcheeks together to avoid the rough probing of the finger trying to invade her there. Her resistance was met with some very hard smacks to her shapely peachy arse and she felt tears starting to stream down her face as these bastards really got into spanking her arse, hard.Dianna, was loosing the fight and resistance. The guy. All told, it took me 25 hours of research and almost 90 hours to write. Jim, my publisher, was originally taken aback by my take that Great Britain General Sir Banastre Tarleton was a more interesting character than the US Commander Colonel Daniel Morgan.Jim should be happy with this being done, so I can devote all of my time to 'The Redheaded Tryst' By Phillip Roux!As I was running a grammar and spelling check on 'Banastre versus Morgan', there was a knock on the door."Come in," I said to. It was difficult for me to lower my pajama and piss. I asked her to help me out further. In the end she held my cock while pissing. It was probably the first time she had seen a cock. It was the first time when my cock was being held by a girl. I could see a mixed feeling in Pearls face and eyes. It was a combination smile, blush and shyness. For some time we could not talk to each other.Next day we were discussing Pearl’s college trip. She said she could not enjoy as much as the boys did..