He brought his belt down sharply, first on my ass then on my pussy, he whacked me 40 times on my ass then 40 times on my pussy. Throughout my beating ...I could feel his cock growing, his cock got so erect it was pushing against my pubic mound. On the final stroke on my aching pussy I moved to try and get up, but he pushed me back gown and with a evil smile tutted and said "now now, don't think I've finished with you yet Georgia, you've had this coming a long time" He parted my ass cheeks and ran. " "What?" Frankie asked. I started to get a little annoyed. "Guess." He said nothing, didn’t even shrug, the dope. I looked around to see no one was looking and snuck a feel of the lump beneath his shorts. "What do you think, silly!" "Ohhh...yeah, okay," he said, chuckling. I smiled too. Frankie's excitement made me think, and I said, "You know what else?" "What?" "You really enjoy it, and I like it that you do." "It's because I do. Didn't Karen and her friends?" "Yeah. But maybe because. He wasn’t all that enthusiastic about it, but he went. That was where the idea came from. His fields had corn in them that year in a kind of informal agreement with a farmer down the road and the harvest was in. The only thing left was to cut it down and that was planned in the next month or so. So he and Joss hosted a barbecue and paintball party. Shannon was there to help Joss out, but she did bring old clothes for it and played in a match or two. That was how she met Lucas. That was also the. The offer I agreed to previously was $285,000. If you can even get them up to that amount, I'm sure I'll take it. Especially if you guys promise you won't tear it down." That's firm, Steve," Adam said. "You don't have to worry about that in the slightest. If we buy it, someone will live in it. We'll take care of it. We won't be bringing in a group of people who will destroy it or use it for a party pad. You won't have to worry about that. I will pull this off the table if the group I'm.