Brad took the metal ruler and told Cunt to set the others on the floor next to her. The ruler was about an inch and a half wide with rounded edges in... order to prevent cutting. Stepping in front of Amy, to the side, Brad lined up the first blow. Pulling back the ruler while Amy stared, wide-eyed, he swung into her tits, hitting her flat across both nipples. Her reaction was wonderful, thrashing and making as much noise as possible while a wide red stripe appeared on her oversized. Her style was exactly what I love at this age: slow and sensual. I reached with my right hand and felt her beautiful ass covered by those little shorts, or Daisy Dukes as k**s call them nowadays. Her head bobbed up and down, up and down, up and down, slowly and with precision. She moved her glasses to the top of her head. I gently held onto her ponytail and stared at her, watching her take my cock in her mouth, it was so beautiful. I could feel it building up in me quickly, I was going to cum.. I could tell that if I didn't intervene, she was perfectly okay to stroke him to completion while they kissed and nothing more. So I told her to spread her legs so he can feel how wet she was. Before she could answer, he laid her down on the bed and spread her legs open. She looked at me and he slowly placed the head of his cock into her slit. He pressed just a little and I could see her lip quiver just a little as he did. I told him how he was to slowly slide his cock into her and how she. "Then be careful what you say about my girlfriend! At least she wants ALL of me, not just my face, or my money!" He stalked out, fuming. Mother probably got pregnant with him just to consolidate her hold on Dad, now that he thought about it; the realization had been hanging there, at the edge of his consciousness, forever, but this surfaced it -- and all of the little digs about following in Dad's sexual footsteps made sense... Well, he knew what he wanted, now. If things didn't work out with.