I thought Louis was going to get off the table and take a swing at me. I looked at Louis and told him to calm down. He was pounding his fist on the ta...le, but he did settle downI released his dick and looked down and I was hard and dripping. I walked to the front and started to rub my hands through Louis’s hair to calm him down. I gave him a few kisses so he could taste my lips after sucking him. I looked him in the eyes, “Oh baby, I have a treat for you so settle down and you will understand. .. Wouldn't it hurt?" "Well, yeah, that's the idea, right? It has to hurt if it's going to work, doesn't it?" That was certainly true, Donna thought, nodding. "One swat per cigarette?" she asked. "Oh, trust me. I still remember the hazing we used to do. It's more than enough. Besides, at 2 packs a day, that's, what? 40?" A voice in Donna's head marveled that she was even participating in this conversation. She had never been spanked in her life and now she was considering volunteering to be. " There sat Mandy, astride the bull, in nothing but a thin, green pair of panties, and an old, straw, cowboy hat. Paul, in a matching, black Stetson, underwear, and boots, with beer in hand, stood working the controls. His tanned body, reminded me of a male exotic dancer. Upon seeing us, he reached down, and tossed you a worn, straw hat. "Hop on, Stacy." he said, slowing the bull down. You reached out, to climb over the padded fence. I grabbed your shoulder. "Uh-uh," I said, pointing at your. Bianca asked if she could run around the house naked and dad smiled at her exposed breast as he said that he wouldn’t mind at all. I noticed that mom hadn’t say a thing. I asked dad why he had said that I could fuck Bianca all that I wanted too and not the other way around. He said that it was just another part of the family tradition where the male is the master and the female is his servant. Bianca started to object to that but dad told her to stop before she went too far. Then Bianca asked.