Remembering her underneath me with the covers in her mouth to smother her cries, I knew I really liked it that way too.“Don’t make me wait too lon..., big boy. I want to feel it coming up the back of my skirt,” she whispered, giving my cock a final squeeze before walking away.I waited in the car for a few minutes, making a scene about opening the hood and looking at the engine. There wasn’t anything wrong — with the car that is — I was simply waiting for my erection to subside. After about ten. Nancy’s mother, Wilma had been surprised that her mother, Sara had not been a virgin when she married. A very nice man ended up marrying her. Wilma was born ‘prematurely’. Sara had found her father’s notes about his missing wife and sister-in-law. It was a time when women believed they could do anything as good or better than men. She thought it wouldn’t take her long to find them since they were living in the city in which the two women had disappeared.Wilma wrote that it was her turn to try. "Mom! I didn't mean like that! Jeez..."She laughed. "I know, Brody. I'm just teasing you."We were quiet again. Ten minutes or so passed before I spoke."Do you remember what I asked from you yesterday, Mom?" Ummm, no. I'm sorry, I don't." Her face didn't give any hints as to whether she really did or not."I asked you to start focusing on yourself. I want you to start dating." Brody, I'm not going to promise anything. We'll just see what happens." I could tell she wouldn't give me more than that.. Loni closed her eyes and buried her face in the mattress.Van raised the belt and slashed it down on the girl's naked asscheeks. The belt made a hissing sound as it cut through the air, and there was the sound of leather striking soft flesh when it struck Loni."Yceeoowwwww!" she gasped, sobbing with pain and joy.Van raised his hand again and slammed the belt down on his daughter's naked, quivering ass."Yesssss!" she cried, and she came.Mercilessly, the belt fell again and again on her taut.