Mr. Callahan helps me to my feet, asking me what’s so funny. I tell him and he chortles with me. “That would indeed be quite the sight, Miss Steel....” He envelops me in his arms. I feel safe, safe and warm. “Mmm,” I sigh breathing in his masculine scent. His hands stroke over my hair and down my back. He softly whispers against my forehead, almost too low for me to hear, “My beautiful, dirty, amazing slut,” before letting me go. When I look at him he is once again the businessman ready to take. So I came to her soft thighs, even cotton will lose for her softness. I love that, and started licking it. Her thighs was full of saliva. Then finally I came to the love hole. It was fully shaved and I smelled her hole, I never smelled like this before. It was not pleasant smell but I like it much. And I told her for my whole life your pussy alone is enough I don’t need any other place in the world. For that she became shy. And I kissed her pussy she shivered for that. Then I inserted my tongue. I was dripping sweat, scared shitless and thirsty enough to suck the liquid out of a skunks ass when I saw smoke rising up among the trees to my left. Maybe somebody was up among the sheltering pines, b*o. Head for it. Climbing and falling and climbing again, I snaked my way to within hailing distance of what appeared to be a small farmhouse and shed sitting out here in the wilderness and, yep, there definitely was smoke coming out of the chimney. Not knowing how the local yokels treated. Another strike rang out across the room, closely followed by my cry of pain. I squeezed my eyes shut to prevent them popping from my skull while the heat swirled, somehow keeping my hands by my sides as instructed. The throbbing heat eddied and grew to arousal just before the next swish of the crop crackled through the air and landed. Then the next.I began to pre-empt the measured strokes, tensing my buttocks in an attempt to minimise the stings. Anna must have noticed because she started.