Besides the mats on which they laid, the father traditionallybrought a long piece of bamboo. This bamboo was brought todeal with sons which were diffi...ult.If a boy refused to participate in his initiation, the father would berequired to beat his buttocks with the bamboo until he complied. Ifa boy spilled his father's semen, or refused to swallow it, he wasto be beaten.Come morning, if a boy had not accomplished a willingswallowing of his father's sperm, he was an outcast. By triballaw, a father. .Suck … It … Suck it … … Tear my nipples … … Tear it … . Fuck me harder … .Fuck me … . Fuck me … ..Aaahhh … .Ahhhh … .Aaaahhhh … .Aaa … .Aaa … ” we both were sweating like hell in that room. I like sweat so I bend on her and now fucked her slowly entering my full length into her, she was moaning louder and louder. I smell her, her cum and sweat smell combination was just amazing.So I licked her back while pushing my long dick inside her pussy. Later on she told me that she love that.Now we. “We’re way off today,” I told him in return, as Chris and I posted new targets and reloaded our pistols. The next targets were better but not our best still the caretaker was impressed, and Chuck and Roy had been watching also.“Damn, that’s better than I can do at 10 yards,” Chuck said.“Then you need more practice ... a lot more practice,” I told him and moved over to his lane to watch what he was doing.Chuck loaded his pistol, one of the polymer .41 caliber jobs, and then proceeded to take. “I mean, you are obviously young and very beautiful,” he said,” But there is not much going on in your life right now...except...this...spin, so I can see you…Which she did, taking tiny steps in the hallway. She was wearing brown booths with high heels and black stockings. “Pantiehose? He asked, letting his hand touch the side of her thigh as she passed by.“No!”“Good...Because then I would´ve had to spank you…“What?!?”“I see you´ve brought your laundry...I have the wash-room downstairs,” he.