Due to my, ah, ‘condition’, I never stopped there before. What the hell, maybe they won’t mind if I stop and park in their lot and get a few hou...rs of shuteye. A cold beer or two might be nice too and the place is only a couple miles up the road. Why not? I swung my tractor into the dirt driveway and found a spot that faced away from where the sun comes up. I put ol’ Betsy, that’s my truck, to bed and bumped the tires on the trailer as I stretched and unkinked my legs. The lot was empty, besides. The visitors had become so numerous that we had had to stay late one evening to expand the floor space. Not only that, we actually ran out of handcuffs, paddles and other BDSM products and I had to drive down to London overnight to our suppliers warehouse and collect a van load of stock.For years I had thought of myself as one of the odd few that enjoyed the fetish of spanking and discipline – how wrong I had been. It seemed as though the whole town had gone spanking mad!Spending more time in. I wanted so badly to feel him inside me. I'd had dreams about this moment and now that it was finally about to happen I was more excited than a kid on Christmas morning.My pussy was throbbing and wanted nothing more than to be fucked hard by his cock. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back on to his cock that filled my entire pussy. At first, his thrusts were slow then eventually sped up increasing in intensity.Harder and harder he pounded into me. That familiar feeling was. Her cunt glistened from the reflected light. With the fingers removed, she stood, turned and faced Ted again, her moist finger entered his mouth. Ted’s moist finger entered her mouth. Cunt juice was sucked off. Brenda moved toward the sofa and sat down next to Ted. ‘Please leave the hose on but remove your shoes,’ Ted requested. Brenda bent over, placing both hands at the top of one thigh high hose. Ever so slowly her hands rubbed her leg from the thigh to the shoe. After unfastening a strap,.