But of course Genni's upper body strength was nothing compared to Lon's. Kearney shivered, remembering Lon cracking the rawhide, Marlboro sticking out...of his jaw..."Cry like a baby, punk, you sniveling little bitch, your screamin makes me sick!" Lon's voice would savage Kearney almost as viciously as the strop cutting the tender area between his naked buttocks and thighs...And then the afterward--Lon skull fucking Kearney's painted lips as Geneva laughed, clapping her hands!Gen's voice brought. Ahhhh ohhh yaaahhh hmmm I was moaning as my leg where getting weak.She stopped and dried our self and then I lifted her in my arms and took her out. She was so light may be less than 45kgs. I was kissing her as we reached our bed and made her lie on the bed. She got up immediately and I slept on bed. She immediately came over me. Her wet hair felt nice and good fragrance of shampoo was mesmerizing me. Alcohol, lily with me on bed, ac and nice fragrance from lily was spell bounding and I was. You greet me with a kiss and let me in. As you close the door I turn round and unbutton my coat and let it fall to the floor so you can see your sissy slut. The grin on your face means you must be happy as I do a little twirl, I feel your hands on my ass and squeezing my clit through the lace. I reach behind and feel your cock hardening. You turn me round and push me down to my knees, your hands on my hair, gripping my head tightly I can sense what you want....I plant little kisses on your. “Uh, yeah, whatever.”“Does your father know?”“Know what?” she asked over the sound of shower water.I inched closer, lowering my voice. “How many black boys his daughter is haven’t sex with.”“Oh crap. You heard us?”“I got home early.”The peeped over the shower. “Please don’t tell. He’d kill me.”“I won’t, if you do something for me.”“What?”“Share them.”“What?” she was confused.“Share them with me.”“Are you serious? Get out.”“I’m serious. If you don’t, I’ll tell your daddy that his little girl is.