You rub it, pinch it and caress it. When you slide your hand through the bottom of my shorts and feel my bare skin, I moan. Pinching my bare ass harde..., I squeal. Removing your hand, you ask, ?Do you think you deserve a spanking Rosalie??.?No. Not at all, Morgan.??I was hoping you would say that.? Without another word, you lay a hard spank right over my ass. ?Oh,? I moan. It hurts but, thank God, I have my boxers on. ?I know what your thinking, Rosalie and that’s why I spanked you with your. " He rolled the dead man over and stuffed another firecracker up the corpse's nostril and lit it. He stepped back to keep from being splattered with blood and bits of flesh when the firecracker went off. The firecracker made a gruesome mess of the dead man's face, and a few more of Little Bear's men vomited.The man who was about to lie, blanched and said, "There are 53 men, women, and children in our group. We have come down from the north, where there is no food left, to try to find food here. ” She slowly got up from now deflated dick and smiled at me, “Don’t worry. I needed this more than you.” She leaned over and flushed the toilette. “So my little boy, please get up and let me wipe you.” I followed her lead as in trance and bend over to let her clean me up. She gently washed my hole with soap and wash cloth, while she still had her nozzle and enema in her butt. “So, here you go my darling. All fresh and clean for me.” She gently moved me away from the toilette bowl,. I reached down and picked up a lace trimmed thong. I was surprised my little sister wore sexy underwear. They weren't see through or anything, but they certainly weren't the cotton briefs I would have expected.I pictured her wearing them and I felt my dick react. I brought them to my nose and smelled the crotch. I knew my sister was a cute girl, but a switch had just been flipped. I closed the bathroom door and closed my eyes as I slid my pants down a little and grabbed my dick. I stroked.