She started smacking my things, hard. It was not a little tap, but smacks to make me scream in pain! She kept hitting my dick until it started going f...accid.Then she started kissing me again and caressing my semi-erect dick. I was enjoying the mix of pain and pleasure but I had no idea how much longer I would be able to take it. With all the kissing and caressing, I got hard again.She started smacking my legs and my dick again and again with the paddle. This went on for a long time. Every time. He appeared to be about twelve years old.“Good afternoon.” Her voice almost broke when she spoke the greeting.His eyes widened when he saw her. He could not have recognized her, but Sandrine’s blackness and her beauty provoked a response in the boy not unlike what Roger had experienced when he first met Sandrine.“Good afternoon.”“My name is Sandrine. May I ask your name?”He looked puzzled but he responded.“My name is Henry. How may I help you?”“How old are you, Henry?”Henry’s puzzlement turned. ’ ‘No, it doesn’t. You’re beautiful, you have a talent that you can use when you come back, and the best part is,’ she paused, ‘you have a family that loves you more than anything. Even your silly sister.’ at the last sentence she smiled. This made Katy smile too. ‘What about my eyes?’ they nearly forgot. ‘I can have someone look at them today.’ ‘Thanks mom.’ ‘There are a lot of things we need to discuss, I think it would be a good idea for you to take a shower and get dressed.’ ‘I will, I. Well, back to the story, when I got to work Thursday morning I was given a repair order on a broken central air unit at a house near the local college. When I arrived at the house I found the elderly couple who rent out the lower level as a way to bring in some extra money. They assured me the tenant worked during the day and would be gone. So with their permission I grabbed some tools from the truck and headed down the stairs. As I reached the lower level, to my surprise, there was a handsome.