This I did and then the feeling of Brett pushing up against me and his hot cock lying in the crack of my ass, was unbelievable. It was well lubricated...with pre-cum and he started to hump my crack slowly. I pushed my ass out towards him as his cockhead slid over my tight hole and up the length of my crack, then all the way back down. While he was doing this, his left hand was rubbing my pre-cum all over my cock. I had to tell him to stop or I would lose control and blow another load. So he just. "He came when I caned him, and when I belted him," said Gina but she said it breathlessly rather than in a matter of factually way."Kinky fucker," said Sally before giving him a fourth stroke rapidly followed by a fifth.Sally added one more stroke to the now slightly sobbing Ryan's arse before saying, "Well, that was fun," and indicating that the caning was over.Ryan stood up and put his hands to his behind, "That fucking hurt," he announced."Yeah, but you obviously enjoyed it," said Gina. "One week, mister. You can make it." I hope I can make it.(Dylan)Oh yeah. Feeling my mom's mouth again sends a wave of satisfaction over my body. Even if only for a few seconds. She hands me a plate of eggs and gives a flirty smirk.(Jessica)"Now go eat downstairs so your dad doesn't catch a glimpse of your big hard-on." God damn, that kid's got a good dick. Dylan retreats downstairs as I finish making the toast and take Trevor's food to him. He gives me a quick thanks without breaking his stare. We reached there in the afternoon. We were at the beach. It was very clean.Me: Here we are.Amy: Wow! It looks so beautiful.Me: With you here, it is even more beautiful.Amy: Aw, thank you for saying that. Feel that breeze, it is so fresh. Me: It sure is honey. Come on, let’s go get ourselves set up over there.Amy: Dad?Me: Yes, honey?Amy: Where can I get changed?Me: Oh, yes. I forgot. You can get changed there in the stalls.Amy: All right. I’ll be back in a minute.Me: Okay.Amy went into the.