By dehumanising the object of our fantasies, we make it more acceptable for them to be subject to actions that would otherwise be morally condemnable....*(I’m generalising here about the type of content I consume. I would bet that similar or related dynamics are going on in the sissyboy genre, with gay kinks, and in a bunch of other subgenres I’m not familiar with, but I haven’t looked at that stuff so I can’t comment on it intelligently).There’s a tension here – a contradiction. Things are sexy. I gently moved my hand down Kaycee large ass. I stuck my fingers inside her thong. I played with her ass hole. She moaned as she sucked on Tiffany breast. I then slowly moved my hand around Tiffany waist. I gently unbutton, the front of her tight jeans. I heard the material give way. Her jeans popped off her hips and fell around mid thigh. I looked down to see a small pink thong go down the crack of her big ass. My mouth fell open, when I saw her wiggle her ass and moan for me. Ok! Switch!. Aunty bent down to inform me, “Any more swearing and you’ll get more extra strokes.”Thwack, this was a hard one but directly across both cheeks, thwack, across my left thigh and again it flicked inside and caught my penis head. I cried out but avoided swearing and remained bent over the stool.Aunty handed the phone back to Kate and told me to rub my bum. Kate smiled evilly as she recorded my cock swinging back and forth. Thwack, the plastic ruler came down across the shaft, making it bounce. He missed every target and most of the hills behind them.Despondent, he said to the sergeant, “I think I’ll just go and shoot myself.”The sergeant said, “Better take a couple of extra bullets!”Little Johnny’s Confession The children were all lined up for their first confession when Little Johnny’s turn came. The priest asked him to confess his sins, and the boy promptly replied, “Father, I threw a stone at Jimmy.” “That was a very misguided thing to do, my son,” said the priest patiently. “It.