Lexie would just twirl her hair and talk to her mother while she’d be massaging my cock with her foot. It was not right, however, I loved when she ...id it. I often wondered if she teased my son too. He was always looking at her in the same kind of a way that I looked at her. I wondered if he was under Lexie’s spell also.Lexie was very pretty and she loved to flirt. When she came home from her job, she’d take off all her clothes and put on her tank top and would throw on a pair of shorts. I slipped my gooey briefs back on to continually remind me how frustrating this day had been and donned a flirty little rayon house dress. I told Doug, who indeed, was totally engrossed in football, that I was going next door to Louise's. ----------------------------------------------------------- I knocked on Louise' s door and was greeted with a warm, cheery smile. She served Irish crème coffee and some of those delightful little Sweet Escapes chocolates. Louise immediately. She must have sensed something as she took my cock from her mouth and lifting up. I knew was she was going to do before she did it. She took her karate belt and slapped it against my balls hard. The pain was excruciating and she laughed when I whimpered. She dropped the belt and slapped my balls a couple of times, laughing as she did it.She stood and smiled at me. I watched as she peeled down her panties to reveal a completely shaven crotch. Now I admit, I am a bit of a pervert when I saw that. "Well, I didn't think y'all were racing," I said."It was something like that. They'll be back. Be quiet."Sure enough, in a few minutes men were riding along the road and fenceline, calling out, " Nancy, Nancy, come on out." We din't mean to scare you," one man yelled and then he laughed."Shit," another said, "Lets go get a beer. She ain't the only split tail around."The girl put her finger to her lips as our horses bobbed their heads together, getting a sniff of each other.We sat quietly for.