I marvel as the pink handprint emerges on your soft ass cheek. I repeat another swat to your other cheek and now you sport a pair of pink hands grippi...g your ass. With your ass properly tattooed now, I begin the spanking in earnest. But I take my time spanking you - we have all night and I want to make this last. The sound of my strong hand spanking your buttocks is loud, even though I am not spanking terribly hard. I pace myself, taking my time and pausing a moment between blows, making each. A part of my existence that had been missing, without my being aware that something was lacking, was now being brought into focus. And I was getting a hard on as well. Just his words and the thought of what the immediate future had in store for me was showing itself in a very physical way.As soon as we had switched off the lights that night he slipped from his bed and again bolted the door to the room. Coming to the side of my bed he lay down beside me and began his lessons by kissing me. Are you thirsty?” “yeah just a little bit. Do we have anymore orange juice left?” She went to check for me then came back a few moments later and said “Dad this is the last of the orange juice.” She handed me the cup of OJ I wasn’t really that thirsty but I drunk it anyway. Halfway in to my drink I could start to smell how much I reek. I decided to take a nice hot shower. While taking my shower my head started to feel fuzzy again and it felt like mind was drifting off. I got out thinking maybe. I was forced to look at the ceiling as she started to suck on my balls through my jocks. It was amazing, the feeling almost brought me to explosion. I could feel her tongue lolling over each one, pushing them around. Amy then slid her mouth up my shaft to the top of my jocks, sliding only her tongue under the elastic, licking the tip of my throbbing member. She then pulled my jocks down a bit, so that half my erection was showing, and began to lick and suck on the exposed cock skin. I had never.