While Shane is blowing his load all over you and worshipping his god-like brother's filthy skater shoes at the same time, their burly father Randy comes in and catches his sons in the act.
"What have I told you boys about playing with each other like this under my roof??" he demands, and grabs Shane by his scrawny arm, pulling him to his feet.
"I'm sorry, Dad! I couldn't help it.." But Shane's punishment is already on its way. You feel Shane's hand squeeze tighter around you as he's forced over his father's knee, still naked from his swim earlier, and has his bare butt walloped by his outraged father.
Ryan watches, mildly interested, lying back at the head of the bed as his father sits at the foot of the bed and punishes the younger sibling. Shane's hand starts to sweat profusely around you as he fights tears with every loud 'SMACK' of his dad's hand against his bright red ass.
Mr Sheckler scalds his son as he works his sore, tender rump. "What-" SMACK! "have I told you-" SMACK! "about playing those games-" SMACK! "with your brother!!" SMACK!
"I'm sorry, Dad!" Shane grovels, tears spilling down his cheeks. He couldn't escape his father's strong grip if he wanted to. All he can do is let his legs dangle over his dad's knees limply as his soft cheeks are battered red raw.
You're drenched in a mixture of Shane's palm sweat and the boy's slippery come now. The salty mixture leaks into your eyes and drips all over your tiny body.. But as you squirm and slide in Shane's hanging wet hand, you catch an upward glimpse of the point where Shane's naked privates are dangling between his father's knees, and you notice something a little suprising..
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