"One, two, three," Betsy said just before she spun around and raced off.Chuckling, William watched his little sister streak across the landscape. The ...route she was taking was probably closer to ten miles than the direct distance of five miles. Considering the distance from the house and the kind of terrain on which she was running, he wondered if she was going to make the one hour limit.Leaning forward to pet the neck of her horse, Lucy asked, "Aren't we going to go after her?"Nudging his horse. "Man gave out more flu shots and lollypops than anybody in the state I'm sure. Great with kids."He left to get some more beer, and Meg came out and sat down beside him on the old redwood settle. "How're you doing? Getting along all right?" she asked, smiling and patting his thigh. "We've got the wedding solved, all wrapped up. Even found you a best man." Really?" Yep, girls couldn't decide who'd be maid of honor so I going to use Bootsie McGill, my old classmate. Boy, wait'll you meet her,. And true to her word, every thirty seconds– I think– Camilla would slap my ass with that beautiful paddle. If it really was every thirty seconds, I brought that girl off in less than three minutes. While she was screaming and hugging my face with her legs, Camilla gave me an extra two swats with the paddle and I lost control. Everyone was laughing as the girl I was pleasuring and I both shook and trembled in orgasm.“You are one sick Chica,” Camilla said as the next woman lay down on the mat.. " Marcus carried her clothes to the side table, and grabbed an item from it. He took a moment to admire Wendy's nude body. He felt a twinge of sensual desire, as he contemplated her curvaceous buttocks and smooth legs. But he knew that domination, not seduction, was what was called for. He cleared his throat, to help keep his composure. Wendy felt goosebumps forming on her bare skin. Even though blindfolded, she could sense that Sir Marcus' eyes were upon her naked and exposed form. This was.