My mother never saw my father’s penis, and he never saw any bare part of her beside her hands, feet, and face. I saw both of them naked a lot, just ...ot together. My father learned how pussy and breasts looked by asking me to let him see mine a lot when I started puberty. We were naked, and he was always hard, but other than seeing how I had changed since he last looked, that was it. I liked him touching me. It wasn’t ever sexual for either of us, and we talked about that a lot. Mother knew that. "He followed the Suburban as far as cars could go. Then he got out and helped Hal attach a rope to the rock face beside the trail. The two of them carried up the tent and the space blanket. Conscious that this process was being watched by Sam, he was glad that Hal treated him as an equal for this part. They set the tent up in the usual place, across the hollow from the path. They maneuvered the space blanket into the tent and lay it out over the floor. They both went down again; Hal's sleeping. .I tried to arrange two mirrors so I had one in front and one behind me so I could see what I was doing whilst flogging myself into a stupor...I really tried to be accurate and get horizontal lines running across my arse as opposed to just random marks.Covert spanking was important and being caught wasn't an option.My brother would disappear for hours on his bike and generally my dad would be out at work all day...This meant I could indulge myself in my little fetishtic hobby.I made a diary of. As i slid her thong down 2 the floor, she stepped out of it & spread her feet wide on the floor, making her thick thighs separate & her fat, circumcised cock swung free, almost slapping me in the face. my eyes went wide & angela giggled, stepping closer 2 me. her soft cock was about seven inches long & very thick, black as night, with a twisted vein running down the left side. be4 i could say or do anything, she started pulling my shirt over my head, throwing it across the room, then pulled me.