She came back in a little while and told me that it was a friend of ours, Tony, who had been up with Ken about a week before and we had all fucked Mag...ie several times that day. He had been her first black cock. She said he wanted to know if it would be okay, if he stopped for a while as he was in the neighborhood. Both of us knew, why he wanted to come over, so I asked her if she'd like some more black cock. I told her I didn't mind if she had him come over and fucked her, if she wanted too.. " I laughed, "whatta ya gonna do Dave? I'm already grounded and you took away my computer." He made a slapping motion in the air. "Your getting spanked, that'd the only way to stop this behavior." I was furious. "You pervert! I'm a teenager! Your not going anywhere near my ass." I assured him. "This is not sexual Becca, you k**s these days have no consequences for your actions. You ARE getting a spanking." I looked down at my legs, I was wearing my skimpiest short shorts. "Look what I'm wearing. Lying here in bed, in my room at the nursing home, I think back on all the women I've had. Sweet as maple syrup, every one of them. The warm smell of the soft nipple of my high school sweetheart, back before the War that was. It would stand right up, that nipple, when I popped it into my mouth, but, no, she wouldn't let me go much farther than that. Nope. Virginity still meant something in those days.My first real woman was Polynesian. We were based on Maluka Nui, in the Solomons, 'bout the. I was pretty sure you were an o.k. guy, and my sister isn't stupid so I didn't get too excited. I did get worried when she got home. I've never seen her so happy."When I asked him why seeing his sister happy should bother him he shrugged. "She's my sister, so I worry o.k.? I've never seen her even talk much to a guy before and all the sudden she spends all day with you and comes home like she's been to Disneyland or something. I don't want to see her hurt. She's had enough of that. People seem.