Any ill-will I feel evaporates. ‘Sure,’ I move the wasabi from the fridge to the counter, then offer the glass bottle of dark soy sauce out to him.... He takes the bottle but only to discard it on the counter and wrap my face in his strong, soft hand. ‘Y’know,’ he grins, a familiar grin that I love for what it foreshadows, ‘There is still an hour before Lilly gets here…’, his other hand traces the outline of my waist, fingers prying at the waistband of my jeans, brushing softly against the newly. Two more strokes followed in quick succession; she made the same sound with each, but continued to count in a steady, though quiet voice.I stopped to look at her ass, and could see that it had brightened a little, but was showing no signs of mottling or bruising. I knew therefore that while what I was doing must have a hell of a sting to it, the cushion of the rubber covering on the paddle was absorbing much of the force of each blow.I continued on, spreading the strikes around her delectable. I whistled for the girl to follow me and we pulled our tractors in under the shade of some tall oak trees. We both jumped from our seats and sat on the bank of the slow moving creek which cut the farm in half.Mollie plopped her ass in my lap and sat there just as if it was a place she belonged. Well, she wanted to be there and I wanted her there, so her ass was ‘exactly’ in a place it belonged!This girl’s body was slick and sticky with perspiration, but her lips tasted sugary sweet to her dear. " I said as she pulled more of me in. "Don't worry. You won't hurt it." She managed a smile, even with my cock in her mouth. I reached out to fondle one of her breasts, feeling the heat against my palm.Ingrid said, "I could leave you two alone if you want."Lily pulled off me and said, " No. I want you to stay. Watch if you like, or take part. I can share."Ingrid turned to me, kissing me hard, forcing her tongue well into my mouth. I could still taste a bit of myself on her tongue. She broke the.