When she had given me twenty strokes she stopped to let me catch my breath. She caressed my bottom, feeling the heat and the raised lines of the welts...left by the whip. After the pain of the whipping, her hand felt very good. After a couple of minutes, she moved to the right side of the bed and started whipping me again. After she gave me a stroke across the crease where buttocks and thighs met, I squirmed, pushing my hips into the bed, clenching my buttocks in pain, turning on her side. She. He immediately shot another, even bigger, load, this time aiming at her ass cleavage, creaming between her throbbing, red-raw buttocks.“There! Hot buttered buns!” he said with a dirty laugh, while shooting yet another thick hot jet of semen in-between and all over those poor, scarlet ass-cheeks.“Oh, Daddy! I love it when you butter my buns! Thank you for my hot, buttered buns, Daddy!” she said, panting heavily.Then, finally, and mercifully, the big, ugly Neanderthal was just as depleted and. ....how big........hoe big is your........penis?" Ron said. "I don't know.....I've never measured." Drew said. "Well, lemme see." Ron said. "Really, dad?!" Drew asked. "Look, Drew, I have one, too, I just wanna see how big it is." Ron said. Drew began to unbutton his pants. It plopped out, flacid. "Woah, son! Chip off the old block, huh?" Ron said. "I guess......." Drew said. Suddenly, Drew's dick began to stand up. "Is someone getting horny?" Ron said with a grin. "No....it just does. I grabbed his beautiful dick and couldnt believe how heavy it was. He gasped, M-Ms. White! I ignored him. I wrapped both hands around it and began slowly stroking it. I felt it getting stiff in my grasp. My pussy began to drip and soak through my panties. I noticed him wincing as if he didnt like it. But I knew better. Its okay. No need to be shy. He looked down at me slightly. When I caught his gaze I knew that was my cue. I lifted his cock and began licking his balls softly before putting one.