Bei jedem Schlag wackelten seine Hoden und sein Penis im Takt mit, die entgegen den K?rperbau des Jungen mindestens gleich entwickelt waren, wie die s...ines Vaters. Nach etwa 30 Schl?gen mit dem erbarmungslosen Reinigungsger?t, leuchte der Hintern tats?chlich im tiefen Rot.Das schien dem Vater zu gefallen. Er betrachtete Stolz sein Werkt und war am?siert ?ber das Muster, das sich nun auf dem Hintern des Jungen abbildeten.Der Junge kniete indes immer noch auf dem Bett. Er fing wieder an. ”“Uhh… I don’t know. Let me check on my neighbors, good friends of mine. If I can, I’ll find you when I’m done.”“Thanks,” he hollered as he ran off. I sighed and headed off elsewhere, unsure of what to do. But apparently, Roger wasn’t the only one that saw my little stunt.“Yo!” a boy probably a year older than me called, dropping down next to me. “Saw what you did back there. Name’s Zippy. Me and some friends were following some… shifty characters we know when all this happened. We’re gonna try. I was a couple of years older than my fellow freshmen at the University, but among those headed for business degrees, my age seemed to be a benefit rather than a detriment. I was more experienced. And when the draft lottery came about, I hung a sign on my door that said, “Been there, done that.”Into the chaos of my college life stepped two of the most remarkable people I’d ever met: Simon Barnett and Brenda Lamb. They swept me into a social life like I’d never had before. If there was a party. Anna was not used to men lasting more than a few minutes and Sai could go forever meaning she was in a rough spot with no energy at all. As the pounding piled on, she tapped to beg for mercy. Sai ignored her for a few seconds until the taps on the bed became a lot more apparent."Come on baby, here, have some cock for dinner," said Sai, stuffing his cock in her mouth.Willingly, she opened her mouth and let the cock drive into it, violently shaking her head. Anna was a bit angry at how easily she.