"No, leave that, it ain't yours to take." Barnaby grimaced to himself, and carefully unrolled his goods, unsure what to do. "You don't need all that... boy, just take what you can carry" he ordered, and he began turning on his heel, forcing Barnaby to grab at the pile quickly, to keep pace. Baseball cards, an old photo of the Smiths, he had a fistful of keepsakes in one hand, and his spare dungarees in the other, wrapped around his scrubbing brush and pan. Not much. When he got outside, Fred. She came, gripping the edge of the car, her knees buckling and thrashing, pushing her pussy down onto the cock that was piercing her core. Her nipples were at full erection and he pinched one, holding her in the midst of the orgasm, using the tingling from the pinch to encourage more convulsions in her pussy. They collapsed into the soft grass beneath this ageless weeping willow, holding each other close, whispering tender secrets in one another's ear. "You didn't come yet...even after all this. “Get up, Elizabeth,” Miss Bentner ordered. Still crying Elizabeth stood and her hands flew to her bottom, stopping an inch from her burning stinging cheeks. She waited obediently. “You can rub,” Miss Bentner said with a wicked smile. “What do you say, Elizabeth?” A sobbing Elizabeth replied,” Thank you, Miss. I know I deserved it. I am sorry I was disrespectful to you, and rude to Maisie.” Hannah Bentner smiled. It was strange that a 36 year old was spanked because she gave some lip to a 16. As he sucked and nibbled on my boobs one of his hands went down to my pussy and opened my lips and he started rubbing my clit hard and fast. I moaned louder begging him to keep going and soon i felt an orgasm coming." I'm about to cum"! i screamed out." The hell you are whore". Mason said as he grabbed me and pulled me away from Mr.Johnson. "did i tell you, you could cum"? "No". i said weakly. He looked at me and smacked me again."Exactly, why the hell is it so hard for you to ask before you do.