There were two more swats directed at my dripping cunt before the belt was passed again. I was expecting the belt to hit my pussy again but instead fo...r swats stung my bright red ass before the final swing landed hard. I was so wet that I could feel my juices splash the insides of my thighs when the belt hit my tender cunt. Kevin handed me his belt and told me to go put it in the car and meet them at the front of the bar. I put my skirt back into place then rushed to obey, hoping that nobody. As she was telling me this, I was again hard and she was looking at the tent in my trousers. She gave me her phone number and said to call her next Saturday to come to tea. Being young and extremely naïve I did not have a clue as to what I was letting myself in for, but as like most young men, my cock over ruled my head which is why I was outside their cottage door the following Saturday afternoon. Cindy greeted me at the door with a beaming smile and was dressed like the slut she said she was.. Blossom. It’s hard not to notice you.” “Well that’s awfully flattering young man,” she replied. “Can I come in, I could use a drink of water.” Brad, not quick witted enough for a reply, stepped back and motioned her an invite into the house. “So your mom and dad are away for the weekend right?” Brad, trying to relax, said “Yes, they are up at our lake house, coming home tomorrow.” They walked into the kitchen. Ms. Blossom took a seat on one of the kitchen stools while Brad poured her a glass. "And would you be turning away the O'Connell because of that?" Katie asked in her older Gaelic."The O'Connell, you say!?" the man behind the bar asked, as he turned to look at a picture hanging behind the bar. He took it down and looked closely at it for a time before turning around again to look at the two young women standing there. His expression was very confused then, and he came from behind the bar for a closer look at the sisters with the picture in his hands.On approaching the two.