But now, often after Kearney was weeping after a good thrashing, or rubbing his nipples after Lon had knocked mousetraps off them, Lon and Genni would...repair to the bedroom...for a few laughs.And sometimes Kearney would hear Lon visiting Geneva while Kearney was in bed--Geneva had poor Kearney on the bedtime of a six year old, about seven-thirty at night.And tonight it would be punishment, probably Lon sodomizing poor Kearney, and then "quiet time" for Lon and Geneva while Kearney had to go to. "Are you going to be our Daddy now?" Lucy was speaking to John.At a loss, John looked at Amy, who gave him a little smile and a small nod. He hitched himself up the bed to lean on the headboard and held out his arms to the little girl. When she lifted her arms, he picked her up and held her in his lap."You can only have one Daddy," he said, "and yours was special. But I asked your Mummy to marry me and she said yes, so I could be a stand-in if you like?"Her expression as she looked at him said. She said, ‘any real sissy should not have a little hard-on like that. Put this ice on it to make it go down.’ I did as She said but it took several minutes for it to start to soften. She was growing impatient; She walked around behind me and slapped my ass. She said, ‘hurry up sissy, we don’t have all day.’ She left the room again and finally my hard-on went soft. I didn’t dare take the ice off of it for fear it would get hard again. From the other room I heard, ‘is that pathetic clitty. It was warmer and tighter than I could have ever imagined. “Oh my GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” she shriekedI began pounding her ass with reckless abandon. She was on sensory overload and could do nothing else as I went to town on that hot, muscular little bum of hers “Fuck me! FUCK MY ASS!” Olivia howled. My pace picked up due to this outburst of hers.Olivia lost control of her arms and collapsed down leaving her ass pointing into the air making it even easier to fuck her tender little hole.Her face.