It seems like I should go and make sure it's ok," Scotty said."What kind of truck was it Scotty?" It was my welding truck. I had it fixed up for horse... shoeing too. I was a pipeline welder to make a living but I shoed horses on the side. I like shoeing horses better, but there wasn't enough work in that so I took up welding," he said."Do you have any idea where it is?" Carl asked."I do this morning. I'd forgotten all about it and the trailer until I woke up today," Scotty said."Do you remember. Hahaha! I hope she hurries up, I don’t want Chloe to catch us. Candy was back in a few minutes.Candy: Here I come!Me: Finally! Hurry up!Oh, fuck! She looks so hot. She’s dressed as a dominatrix. A small latex coat that covers just her half of her boobs and it’s open in the middle. So from neck till her belly, it’s naked. She’s wearing a single string panty which just covers her pussy barely.And she’s wearing a pantyhose on her legs. She’s holding a spanking stick in her hand. She’s looking like. Make her cry!"Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Willy repeatedly brought the leather belt down on Cindy's firm bottom, the sounds of her whimpering making his cock hard as steel. Betty was watching from another chair as she forced young Barry to kneel between her legs to lick her aroused cunt.Betty had two small orgasms while the young boy licked between her legs. Watching her son strap young Cindy brought back unpleasant memories of her youth and her father's thick belt. She knew the pain that Cindy. ” He left the unsaid exception lie between them a moment. “I prefer a tease. A hint. Something that leaves room for my imagination.”“Right?!” Maria agreed. “It’s just gross. Like if I like a the guy, I’ll definitely want to see it, sooner or later. But some rando from the internet? No thanks.” She glanced back down at her phone with a look of disgust.“Have you?” He asked, being purposefully vague.“Have I what?” She looked nervous, he suspected she knew what he was asking, which was a good hint.