She turned back to face Miss and my cock stiffened - she was gorgeous.I was shaken out of my reverie as Miss explained to Jo that we were to do as she... instructed and told her what would happen if we did not succeed in impressing her. Jo’s face went white when she got to the bit where we’d have to remove our underwear and be spanked on our bare bums.“Right, let's get started. Climb the wall bars to the top and back down again ten times. Go!”We both set off at a pace but Jo began to tire after. This old single-wide waslocated on a lot of its own twenty miles from the heart of the city,surrounded by farmland. The smells were difficult to take at times, butit was isolated and dark--the exact qualities Brittany's boyfriend MarkRubino had been looking for when he had rented the property a few weeksearlier. Yes, it was Brad's Corvette, everything was fine. Ashley and Brad both hugged Brittany, and both wondered why she seemedso stiff. They each attributed it to nerves."So where's Mark?". Using the military tactics he'd learned in Viet Nam, he snuck along close to the ground, crawling on his knees in the lower bushes, one microphone dangling over each shoulder. Nearing the cabin, he circumvented the beaten structure, wondering why in hell's name the young boy wanted to wire the place for sound, then deciding it was not his business to wonder, only to get those microphones stationed outside the door, now open, luckily.Surreptitiously and soundless as a cat, he edged the. They say you are a good cock-sucker. You are a good fuck too. Should I tell the boys you like to fuck too? I could buy your beer and you would not have to fuck anymore men. You could just fuck me.”Jana was amazed that the old men spoke about her. She did not realize how many blow jobs she had given out. She wanted to work something out with the man.“We could work something out. How about a case of beer every week for a roll in the hay? Sound good?”“Baby that sounds amazing. Next time.