Those words echoed in his head, coming from the radio that was being played too loudly down the hall. The neighbor girl and her damn country music. Bu... tonight, that song, those words, were a fitting tribute to the pain that tore apart his heart and ripped into his soul.Along in this house again tonight.He stared into the tumbler of Jack Daniels he held in his hand, not seeing the amber liquid. All he could see were the tears that threatened in the misty gray eyes, the look of sorrow and hurt. It was dark brown, wider than most belts, and about two feet long. It was not a belt but a strap for punishment. I wondered why Mom had it.Soon she was smacking the strap down on the lady’s flattened out pussy causing her to scream out. Mom warned her not to wake up her husband or she would get it a lot worse. The lady pressed her lips tightly together for the next several hits on her pussy. After ten strokes Mom switched to her bare ass. The lady flinched every time that Mom landed that. More

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