"About time too!" she thought. Mathew was mortified and tears of shame welled up behind his eyes. This was 1952 and like most traditional, religious ...amilies they never ever saw each other in anything less than full attire. Mathew had heard of such punishment methods, but never for a moment thought he would ever have to endure it. Time seemed to go into slow-motion as he stood having his trousers unfastened and then slid from his hips and down his legs to his ankles by Janet. The cool air of. I struggled for half an hour and had lost my sleep so got up to go to bathroom to masturbate. My cock was at 90 degrees and the bulge was quite visible. When I crossed thru the kitchen door she gave me a nasty, hopeless look that she knew what I was going to do.We spoke only the next day in the afternoon. There was wicked smile on my face which Namita did not like and told me I should not have disturbed the parents. They were husband and wife and have right to have a life. I told her that I was. As we gently kissed and felt one another's bodies, I could feel my cock hardening once again. She reached between us and grasped my cock in her hand and huskily breathed, “Oh, so you're ready again so soon? What a cocksman I have for a son. Kiss Momma's pussy. Suck my clit so that I might cum now.” I needed no more encouragement. I slid down to where I could put my head between her legs and began to lick my first pussy. Her juices combined with my cum which was oozing from her slit were like a. I practiced the added move several times, engaging the safety each time I returned the pistol to the holster.“OK, next time, fire two rounds, assess, safe the pistol, and return it to your holster.”I did as he asked, firing at the fresh target which Clayton had hung for me when he turned me over to Pete. Both rounds hit the target, but the first was low and to the left, then second, high to the right.“Too soon each time,” Pete said. “You fired before you had the sight on the center of the.