She only heard the swoosh of the flogger a split second before it struck her little ass. She stiffened immediately and tried to walk away to no avail ...only managing to turn herself and piss me off in the process. "Stand still or you'll get 20 extra!" I said sharply. I moved to better my angle after she moved and gave her another quick one to match the first one on her other side. She screamed into the ball as she had on the first one, but she did not try to walk this time. I began a rhythm,. I slowed to a walk, angry with myself. When I got my wind again I did some chin-ups from a tree limb, only to have leaves and debris bombard me. I dropped to the ground and lay down, resting but getting angrier.Then I got up and broke into another jog. I heeded Fiore's warning and kept the pace moderate, determined to make it all the way to Martha's. I stopped at the newsstand for a Sunday paper. It was too cumbersome to jog with, and I was getting out of breath again. I waited on the corner of. Her position on the bus seat and the lift provided by her ample ass placed her experienced fuckhole in a perfect position for me to shove all of my hardness into her vulnerable purple opening. Now I stood over her and watched her juicy body bounce in response to my strong thrusts. Her tits rolled around making her swollen nipples trace wide circles in the air, her nostrils flared as she opened her mouth and panted out, “OHH Petey! Fuck me wit yo young hard white dick!” One hand reached down. " OK, I'll give you time to talk to them before I bring it up again, but I would like to have a 'town meeting' on the subject tomorrow night, if possible. I have a feeling that it is something we need to get out into the open as soon as possible."I agreed just as we were called to a supper of salted fish and several vegetables. We had fruit for desert. Everybody complimented the cooks on a job well done. The new arrivals were tired from their long walk, and we usually went to bed shortly after.