"Come on, baby," Duke smiled proudly as she came into the room. "I want ya to see this heah plan. Ya might wanna change sides in this heah war when ya...see what we got cookin' for the honkies down in Chicago." I don't think she ought to hear this Duke," the newly arrived negro said quietly. "If it gets out before we're ready, it could ruin the entire plan." Man," Duke answered, looking him coldly in the eye, "You bring the bread and you lay the plan, but don't tell me how to git it done.". Ooh please not so hard…thurEEEEEEeeee Joan was swatting harder and harder and by the time I got to 25 I was crying like a baby. Ohhh my poor baby, said Joan. Does babys heinie hurt? Pull down your pink panties and let mamma see. I lowered the silken underwear to my knees. Uhhhmmm. Looks like some more would do you some good. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! With Joans last comment she began a rapid rain of blows on my poor suffering bare bottom. I was crying like a baby. Finally the blows. Peter was petite, only about 5' 5" tall with blond hair that reallyneeded cutting, and a very slim waist: about 26". Because of this he wasable to fit into any of his sister's clothes and underwear withoutrisking stretching or tearing them. His shoe size was also very smallfor a man and again he was able to wear any of his sister's shoes orboots. He had a very soft beard too, and didn't really need to shaveevery day, even though he did out of habit, and he had been removing hisbody hair with. “Inside!” he mumbled, his mouth full of my rigid cock.“Okay!” I breathed heavily, “I’m nearly there now mydarling!”A few more strokes and I could feel my orgasm rapidlybuilding and my cum rising!“Now, John!” I gasped, “I’m coming!”He moaned long and loud as my thick and creamy cumblasted into his suctioning mouth, him gulping it downas he reached up between my semi-splayed thighs andrapidly finger-fucked my tight ass until.