''feeling in his complete control after only 2 ''fun times''''lets go to my place then''i wasnt sure after we got to his place and he undress me''wtf ...ou are in boxer?''throswn naked on the floor and ass slap so hard i crawl foward lookig back at him unbucling''you sissy boy dont deserve to be a boy , you belong in panty all all fucking time craving cock up in there''he watch me try to get up afraid his belt in his hand and i was left to stand up pn;y for him to thrown me again on the floor. I admit this is partly my fault. When she was growing up I was so busy bringing home lovers to service my horny pussy and to keep Dan, that's my darling hubby, with lots of tasty mouthfuls of cum to drink from my well-used twat, that I didn't want Sherry around to get in the way. I was forever sending her over to her Aunt Joyce's house when she was little. I guess I did not realize how much an impressionable young girl can be influenced by another adult. My little sister does not approve of my. She is not fair but has always had that inherent sexuality about her and quite tall 5’7 for a girl, cute and I guess around 32 boobs, pretty slim waist but the best feature as u might have guessed till now that lovely delicious yummy ass and man that ass alone was worth dying for. Well coming back to the story we got into chatting while at our first year in the college and so she asked me to meet her when I get back to our home towns. so we met a month or so later and I mean had she changedAnd. I was sad for the Circle K ... the house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cottonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my.