Let me see you are Frank and if I am correct you are Billy. That’s right old man says Frank. Now let’s get one thing straight, you will address ...me as Sir or Mr. Johnson do you understand. Both saying yes Sir. Now on with the training, follow me boys. ————Now is as good a time as any to get some information out to you the reader. Frank and Billy are twin brother but if you were looking at them you would not guess it. Frank is 15 years old 5’6” slim build pimple baby face, long blonde hair. When I felt his big hairy balls slapping against my ass, I knew that I had every single inch of my Daddy buried in my tight, hairless bunghole :-) At first, Daddy moved very slowly. Then, he grabbed my calf, pulled my foot to his face, and began kissing and licking my scrumptious feet and toes while his hard cock fucked my tight lil ass. It was the most exhilarating thing I had ever experienced! Daddy was telling me how delicious my feet were when my boypussy began to quiver around Daddy's. They were either looking for what I did best, or trying to find my limits. From the hit they should have learned that I was smart and if I came upon a moral issue, I tried to find a compromise. The real question might be, what would I do, if I couldn't find a compromise.I at least had several hours to prepare myself for my meeting with the Deacon. I wasn't so much working on a defense, as I was trying to find the best way to defend myself. Yes it was a subtle difference. I decided that to. She was the one causing him to moan as she bobbed her head up and down and sucked at his hard flesh. “Don’t forget Daddy’s balls, Baby,” her mother instructed her, and she slid around behind Sara spooning her daughter’s young body with her own and trapping her between her father’s legs. She took Sara’s hand and guided it to her father’s balls, and leaning over her daughter’s shoulder, she pressed his cock to his belly and slid her tongue down the bulging vein running the length of his hard tool.