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" Tell her to start up and get ready. When I start out. Have her follow me exactly, go where I drive, and nowhere else. Honk of you get stuck, then wait for me to pull you out." I told her."Yassuh Bossman." Mandy quipped as she gave me a snappy salute.I returned the salute with one finger, and she laughed.I started the jeep and waited for Cheryl to start the station wagon. It turned over for several moments, then the engine growled to life.I beeped my horn and turned to go off road and up the slope. I took it slow, with the 4-wheel drive locked on.Cheryl took it a little slower. She did it right, keeping the pace steady and not racing the motor if the wheels slipped for a second.Eventually, I pulled up on the flat top of the hill, and swung around in a wide arc so that I could lift the tailgate of the Jeep without the rain blowing in.Cheryl pulled her station wagon up next to the Jeep and parked it.I opened the tailgate of my jeep and went around to Cheryl's car. "Pull around so that. I summoned Stephanie to the bedroom. “Get up on the bed on your back,” I ordered, “legs up and spread.” I could tell she didn’t understand why this was going on, but she knew better than to ask. Hers was only to obey her Daddy. I climbed up and straddled her face with my ass right over her sweet mouth. “Lick me,” I ordered, and I sat there enjoying her laving my hole. I began to arrange the weights such that they helped to spread her tender lips. I gave her a little warm-up swat with the crop, right on her little cunny. I could feel her pause briefly at the first smack. I gave her another, a little harder. I wanted her sweet pussy lips swollen, just for the effect. I continued, harder and harder until I’d given her twenty and her little whore cunt was red and swelling nicely. I could feel the tears from her cheeks on my nether cheeks as she stayed dutifully to her task. I just sat there thinking and enjoying my anal tongue massage from my little slut. After about ten minutes of.
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