Of course Wilson already had two sons, the products of his pre-marital counseling, but their paternity was attributed to the unsuspecting swains who m...rried the girls. And at that moment a third son was growing in Felicity Hansen's belly, a son that Josh Hansen would believe to be his own.But the thought doused Wilson's usually unquenchable libido and they went to bed only to sleep.And then on Monday afternoon as soon as school was out Bob Best and Wilson's older daughter, Priscilla, arrived at. I got up and took an Advil PM, then laid back down. My heart was beating and my mind starting to rationalize. Yes, Ben spanked me before but it was light playful, nothing like in that video. I then got up and got my magic wand and plugged it in. As I laid in bed getting ready to masturbate, the thought that maybe he would paddle me that hard entered my mind. I was so mad at myself for being tricked into this predicament. I tossed and turned trying to get to sleep. Pictures of that poor girl. Her body became tense and heat ran through all her limbs, abs chest and ass. She looked and watched her arms become bigger, tighter, more muscular. The shirt ripped and exposed huge biceps. Then the shorts ripped around bulging legs and instead of her flat belly a six pack was now exposed. Then the shirt became tighter and tighter as her breasts began filling up and stood firmly on her chest. They were more prominent and proud to be seen by all than ever before. The shirt ripped half way down. “Good, papi. Take a nice taste.”Now I am licking up and down his hot cock shaft like a k** consuming a popsicle on a summer day. He’s moaning gently, keeping just enough pressure on the top of my shaved head to keep me focused. “Suck it, papi. You know you want it.” I’m flicking my tongue over the head of that beautiful cock as he leans into me just a bit. With one hand I reach up and pinch a nipple, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. “Ohh, this is really gonna be good,” he murmers..