The fifteen-year-old would have been the last to admit she was getting off on this, but she was. The first blow had stung badly. The second wasn't qui...e as bad.Then she started noticing little things which didn't hurt at all.Her tits were pressed firmly into his leg. She could drag them back and forth with each stinging slap and send little tremors of joy into her chest. Soon, she was panting as much from this self-stimulation as anything else.Working around a little, she found herself actually. They had been through a lot, but they had stuck together through it with little fuss or fury. She found herself hoping that when she and Harley had taken the step it was just as smooth. Not that it was likely, not if the Fed’s had their way, she wasn’t sure she liked being used as bait, but it had to be done, this had to end, once and for all. ‘You look done in Keni.’ Waylon came and sat by her. Harley and Noreen were dancing as well, leaving them to sit and talk. ‘I feel it Way, as Garth. Mom entered his room and shut the door as my grand pa requested her to do it . I was observing them by peeping through the hole …. What was going to next with my mom ? The low room light ( 5 watt CFL Bulb) was on , so it was enough clear to see what was going on …in the entire bed room .Grand Pa : Come here, sit before me .Mom : (with a sweet smile ) ok .. now tell me what ??? (Mom sat down on the bed and grand pa hold his hand )Grand Pa : Prity I really don’t know , how to say !! You all know. Her husband was the swim and water polo coach, but had left about six weeks ago to take a job at a major university in the mid-west. Mrs. Jackson had to complete the academic year and get the house sold and the furniture moved.She was a former model, about 35 years old who had a lot of guys standing around with hard pricks when she was in sight. She was a very light-skinned black woman who has that lithe model's body and long, long model's legs. Her tits were not large but they were perfectly.