I got an email from an old friend of mine, one i played with on a few occasions. He told me he was in town and wanted to see me. A few emails later we... agreed on a time and place, so after showering and getting ready i went and waited for him.After a few minutes he pulled up beside me in a van, his new "ride" which had a mattress in the back (classy i know). He explained to me that he did a lot of traveling with work and it was cheaper just to sleep in the back of his van instead of getting a. She also reckoned the stinging would last well into tonight and when she was alone in bed she would run her fingers along the wheals as she had done before and got better and better orgasms.Sally focussed again for the last stroke. She was not too sure where to land it but settled on the middle of Angie's bottom even though she would again criss-cross several of the other strokes. However, Angie had stayed down and even stretched her bottom out again so she can't be finding it too bad. So as. I would even deny it now, if these guys bothered to ask. But they won’t.They had watched, downstairs, when I arrived. The mistress of the house, Alice, made a good show of ordering me to strip.It’s not as if I arrived dressed like a housewife, either. The trench coat I wore against the drizzle concealed a tight black blouse, a confining little black pencil skirt, NSFW really, unless you have some colorful fantasies about office life. Ditto the stockings, the sharp four-inch patent heels.All the. I tied a rope to the carts and made sure everything was secure. I pushed Pepper and she jumped and started scooting and climbing.Next I got her father going and then I lifted each cart to the top of the vine. I started to climb and searched for any threat. I scooted and pulled the carts and after a few hundred meters the vine was to steep and we were climbing. I pulled out half of an ancient fishing pole and hooked the thousand kilo strength line to the carts.I climbed and let out the line and.