Eventually the water bag had emptied and Meg had begun moaning slightly.I put the clasp back on taking the bottle over and filling it halfway full of ...the water/soap and glycerin combination. When she saw that it was for her, Meg turned to pull the nozzle out, but I gave her three hard spanks on her butt, and, though she began to cry, she went back to all fours.She continued to moan as the second load forced itself into her bowels. Finally the second bagful was empty and I slowly pulled the. As his blade passed close to the bump, snow fell from the side of a small white car. He saw the face of a little girl, with her eyes closed, through the window glass. Taking a deep breath, he stopped the tractor and climbed out. He ran back to the car and quickly cleared the rest of the snow off the side windows. With trepidation, he saw two people inside the car. Rory realized that, if the car was running while covered in snow, then the two inhabitants might be dead from carbon monoxide. “Everybody ready,” Brian asks while climbing in the driver’s seat?No one needed any prodding and piled in. I took the passenger seat while the ladies jumped into the back. They had all the room anyone could ask for and were exploring the back as we pulled out and headed down the road. The vehicle was a newer one and very nice. The inside was super clean and had that fresh new leather smell. I wasn’t sure if I was the only one associating the leather smell with sex toys or outfits but decided to. “Its my pussy, Miss,” I answered hoping that this was the expected answer. Quickly it was clear that I had said something wrong as I got another smack.“Wrong, slut, it is not yours ... it belongs the me and Mistress and it is not a pussy,” and she pointed between her legs, “that is a pussy but this,” sliding her fingers back and forth, tantalizingly touching my clit, “this is a cunt. Sluts do not have pussies they have cunts. Now, who’s is this?”“It’s yours, Miss. Yours and Mistress’s.”“And.