"The paddle," Diane ordered. "Twenty spanks."I glanced over and the cat-girl, Annie, had buried her face between Diane's thighs, busily working her to...ngue through Diane's pussy. Mistress loved watching a disobedient slave be disciplined. I selected an oak paddle, stained dark with holes drilled in the wood. I gave it a swing, the air whistling through the holes.Perfect. I moved to the disobedient slut and swung.Crack!"Holy shit!" Gardenia gasped."Wrong!" I barked. "What do bitches say?" I don't. "I didn't think it would fit," I smiled. "You're perfect. You are squeezing me so tight. Honestly I don't know how long I can last." "Don't come," I pleaded, starting to rock my hips, eager to fuck him. "I want to get to feel you for a while." "You like my cock?" he asked with a wicked smirk. "Oh yes..." I moaned, humping faster. "I've wanted it for so long." "Little sisters aren't supposed to want their big brother’s cock," he teased. "Big brothers aren't supposed to be so hot," was my. They are busy with my babies, and have no time to consider other matters. This is the way our culture, and our beliefs are.Q. So, how did things go between you and Mara? Was the sex good?A. It was very, very good sex. Mara was a very enthusiastic young woman. We had many fucks! Many, many fucks. I give her as much of my sperm as I possibly can; over and over while she and Tomas were in Kenya. Omar was a good farmer! (Smiles) I plowed Mara's furrow very diligently, very energetically; and I. Still scared about what she might say, i sat there quiet.She called me by my name and said, " Honey, when you get through with my panties, lay them on the washing machine and i will wash them so they will be clean for you the next day", i turned a little red faced and said OK.She then told me that i didn't have to hide, that what i was doing was normal for young boys.The next day was very exciting for me. I took all my clothes off and put the wet pair of panties on, instead of putting them.