Finally reaching his hand out and wrapping his pinky around hers."I want it now," he demands.His mother nods slowly. Turning back around, reluctantly ...opening and exiting the vehicle.Matthew himself cannot believe this is happening.She opens the back door of the car as he gets his legs outside of the vehicle while still sitting at the edge of the seat.She stands there looking down at him. 'Am I about to do this to my own son?' she thinks to herself.She takes a deep breath as she gets her knees. Tundra was moving his hind legs from side to side, his breathing becoming harder and yet more steady. Something was happening again to Marcie, something she couldn't understand. She was growing excited, really excited just standing there and pressing her cunt against the horse's front legs. Every move he made sent ripples of joy through her pussy. Looking over Tundra's neck, she saw Kathy rubbing her tits against the animal's side. There was the same mask of pure sexual joy at doing this with. This position pushed their bottoms way out, and then Mr. Jones went up to each girl and pulled her panties down to her ankles. When he pulled down Melissa’s panties, he was surprised at what he saw. Her bottom was already quite red and had ten recent parallel welts from the cane.“You must have been a very naughty girl on your first day.” Mr. Jones said to Melissa.“Yes. I was late to my first class and got paddles, and then I got the cane because I didn’t put my panties back on.”“Well, you. Mom had no problems in getting through to Dad at work but the rain on the shelter was so loud she couldn't really make herself understood. Finally, in frustration, she shouted "Text!" down the phone and hung up. I watched as she sent the following text message:"storm here. in shelter. have fire, food, dry clothes, blankets. staying nite. dont worry. home morn. u go work & school. fone morn. Acknowledge. luv u" The phone beeped as she despatched this and it seemed like no time at all before it.