My girl friend (lets call her A, aged 17) was sitting with her back to the window, legs off to one side of me. I was laying back with my head nestled ...between her B cups, as she fell asleep. A was a very prude young women, so this was the most action I had in weeks. Seeing as I was practically the only one awake I thought to make the most of it by putting my feet on the bag seat across from me. Using a dry towel as a blanket to keep my actions hidden as I slide my hand down my sweats.Eyes. The girl couldn’t - His mum held the leather belt – a belt his Dad had not taken when he’d left some two years ago. A man’s trouser belt woven out of strands of leather, tapered at one end with a metal buckle at the other, She had shortened the length of the belt by coiling around the palm and back of her hand so it was less than a foot long. The lips of Selina’s cunt were showing prominently from between her legs and she flicked the belt at them. Teasing, and flicking, occasionally moving the. ?Don’t cry, Towlen?ooh, did one of the branches hit your little wee-wee? Good. I’m going to pull your penis out behind your buttocks (he was lying on his stomach) so the thorny branches can hit it again and again. Your penis gets you in much too much trouble, Towlen.?After the whipping, when Towlen’s naked body was covered in long red bleeding streaks, (and believe you me, Mother also spun him on his back and whipped his stomach and thighs) Mother would give Towlen a chilled enema in the. He can be mean to, luckily though he likes me, so isn’t as mean.Out by the troughs, my legs surrounded by goats, I finish up and turn to head back around the barn and out the gate. That’s when I feel something big and heavy slam into my back knocking me down and onto my hands and knees. I’m quick to realize it’s Billy and know he’s mounting me for his own little fuck.I panic and squirm than scream his name and for him to get off. He’s smart enough to understand his own name, but that’s as far.