Of course Grandma knew that wasn’t true, and even Olivia knew she was only saying it to try to make the thrashing stop. Eventually Grandma decided t...he lesson had been learnt. Olivia was crying uncontrollably with the tears stinging her eyes, and she kept crying even after the spanking stopped, the pain was so intense. Olivia slowly recovered her composure but stayed in position, flopped across Grandma’s lap, her bottom being rubbed but not spanked anymore which was a rather nice feeling. The. I smile back before facing him again, Cock pulsing harder than ever in my hand. I look up at him watching his expression as I stroke him in my palm, for a few moments. My lips move to the tip and I kiss and lick at the hole of his cock, taking in the softness of it pressed against me. I open my mouth slightly to take more of him in. He is lost in his own ecstasy now, only wanting to fuck my mouth until he reaches his climax.I close my eyes as to further heighten the senses of my mouth and push. Beautiful as she was, when she attended the interview, now she was exquisite. Her body had changed little, slightly more toned, better posture, her stunning looks came from within. Her smile broadcast her new found happiness, her face scrubbed clean, no makeup was needed to enhance her radiance, the change in attitude, in her own self image, all combined to make my plaything the epitome of desirable perfection. That is not to say that there are not many, many girls blessed with more perfect. Yes sir, I learned some new stuff that night! That $1 even included breakfast and a sandwich to eat for lunch.Saturday was an off day as far as the bandits were concerned. I never saw a single one, and the ride to Green Junction was hectic, but nonproductive. Sunday was a day off, and I spent most of that day sleeping in. I did give a passing thought to visiting the town whorehouse, but I let that slide and went back to sleep. I am sure that you can tell how tired I was!When Monday came, it was.