He knelt down and pulled them off. He pushed my legs apart and leaned forward to place his stubbly chin on my sopping wet expectant cunt. He rubbed it...up and down just like he had done with Jane and I was squirming with the pleasure/pain. I was gushing again and he started to lap at my slit, rubbing my clit with his nose. I was already so close before this so I grabbed his hair and pulled viciously as my orgasm hit me, pressing his face into my cunt. I don't know whether through anger, need, or. But even if you tell me to leave and never return for what I am, you should at least know you have a grandson. And that John still lives on.”“Oh stop that my child, and please, Betty,” she said, and also reached out and lightly brushed John's hair out of his eyes. She then stepped forward and hugged me, and his father did also. We all stood there and held each other, crying.We went into the parlor, and John started fussing and I apologized and said I needed the diaper bag. Joseph went out to. The lotion was to heat his ass so the spanking would be more intense but added to the cock and balls made then feel like they were on fire. She always made sure to run some down his slit on the head of his cock. Then she would get out her leather strap and begin to spank his ass. He usually got thirty smacks but some nights she would go as high as fifty. She always made sure his ass was thoroughly spanked and covered in red welts.Then she would get out her big strap on and shove it in his mouth. His clothes were torn and battered, and tears were streaming down his face. He had been mugged, and the criminal had enjoyed his work. The boy pushed past Jake to the counter. He watched the boy starting to plead with the owner for another set of keys for his room. The hotel owner nervously eyed Jake, who nodded back as if to encourage him to continue. "You got no keys - you got no room. Now, get out of my hotel!" "Don't you recognise me? I've been coming in and out for days!" The boy .