Chris was a confirmed womanizer who knew how to read women, and over five years working together he’d certainly developed the knack of reading me li...e an open book. It was like he could see into my soul, reading my very thoughts and feelings. He could see my internal struggle and hesitation, but it just seemed to make him grin even more, as if he was enjoying my torment and confusion. He wallowed in this for some time before reaching for my hand and pulling it across so my thumb was under his,. I knew I would get the strap anyway sooner or later.My mom calls the black leather strap her father gave her “Tyrone.” He had called it “Nigger.” She told me he was profoundly racist and I believed it. Just like my little brothers Buddy and Lewis I had received strappings. I haven’t been spanked for many years, but they were never hard enough to make me cry and always on my bare bottom. I had begun whipping Jenny hard under her legs so that I could hit her asshole and her penis with it when I. “That’s it; suck my cock like a bitch,” he grumbled, softly.“Oh yeah, suck on it good and maybe I’ll fuck you too,” he pledged.With nasty talk like that; all it did was made me more eager for cock in my ass.So I sucked his cock and balls for a good five more minutes; before he suddenly stood up.“Maybe later,” He said, and kicked me out.By now I was horny as hell after having cock in my mouth; as I tried controlling my breathing again.I noticed some more glory holes room; nearby.I went inside. "Um Thomas." Yes." You know what day will be tomorrow." No." What!"She came closer and gave me a hug. Her breasts were pressed against my chest."Tomorrow is your birthday."She was right. I forgot my birthday."So how about if we go clubbing to celebrate your birthday?" Sounds good to me." Can't wait for it."And with that she moved out and i stared just on this masterpiece of an ass.A few hours later i was waiting in the den. She came down the stairs. She was a stunner. She was wearing a red.