A belt lashes her bottom half-a-dozen times before she manages to get back on her feet.The stillness of the night is broken by cries of pain and the t...rrible lashing of leather against flesh. It is exhilarating, forbidden, dangerous. I am ecstatic.Then the women begin their attack. They come at us in pairs, one girl sacrificing her bottom to the lash while the other takes care of removing our pants. When our cocks are free the girls switch roles, the whipped girl eagerly swallowing the cock. Hall room paye lakin normal batchit nahi tha. Maa bol rahi thi please aysa nahi hoga. Mat karo aisa,Maye andar aya to o log chup hogayae or security gard vahar chala gaya. Muje sakh huya to maa se pucha kaya huya maa boli kuch nahi. Par o kuch parishan thi. Mayne tiffin kiya or mara sakh dur karne kaliya subhash k pass gaya.O tino room mayae bath kar kuch bante kar rahe tha. Mare jate hi chup ho gaye. Mayne pucha kaya hua. Maa se kaya kahe rahe the. Subhas ne mare pass aaker bola dakh beta. Hum. I love sports bras and padded bras. started in my junior college days when my friend became my boyfriend. It started with him sitting beside me. We used to stroke each other’s cocks secretly under the bench. The handjobs slowly turned into blowjobs.I also had my boobs squeezed by a few others in the class. But I was too scared to tell my orientation. I didn’t want to be seen with suspicious eyes. Also, this was going on as a fantasy only. So our sucking and stroking continued as the class kept. We did continue with some serious kissin’ and Pete kept askin’ me when the weddin’ was. One time when we were sittin’ by the springs I finally got around to askin’ her about how she had acted when I had the confrontation with Klein when I had fired him. ‘You acted like you really liked him.’ ‘Well, no. He had been chasin’ around after me, and every girl likes that. I was just so darn mad at you. Mostly because I liked you, I really did. But I didn’t want to admit it to myself. Then you started.