He laughed, with a shake of his head. “Naughty girl.” I gasped when he slapped each ass cheek and down on my thighs, like he always did to start t...he burn of the oil. “Count what I give you. We both know you’ve been missing routines, so we’ll start with a lot of those again.”“Yes, Master.” I gasped with the first stripe and groaned, my legs already sticky with cum just from the sight of him with that belt. “One, Master. Thank you.”“Good girl. How well you remember. Ivy thought I was a little. They’ll be our stoppers, and I suspect Jamar will have more than one interception while Brian will cause more than one fumble.”A thoughtful Coach Bryson asked, “What about Jamar playing both sides? Won’t he get exhausted?”“First, Jamar is in far better shape physically than most people know about, and second, from here on out he’ll be more of a decoy than the primary running back. I plan on using Dothan’s aggressiveness against them, though our play may look more like sandlot football than. “Ooohh. Oooohhhhhh. God. Are you going to come inside me?” Her voice carries an edge of desperation. I manage to answer, my breath short and my heart pounding, the world centred around the blood coursing through my swollen cock. “Yes, baby. I am close. So close. I want you to come then I will too, OK?” I feel her fingers quicken. She is pushing back hard against me to meet my thrusts. The slap-slap of my thighs on her gorgeous little ass has me losing control. With my left hand I reach forward. I would almost always do this to her before taking her out into the woods or river bottom not far from where we lived. At the time my father had several Shetland ponies as he loved animals. So with her fantasy's and mine one evening after my dad was asleep I stripped her naked and instead of taking her out to the little cabin behind the house where I usually took her. I led her past it and across the pasture she told me later that as I led her across the pasture she had no idea what I was going.