I would be sharing an incident which I recently experienced and I hope this turns you on and you like it. I’ll start by telling you a bit about myse...f. My name is Gauri (Name changed for safety reasons) and I belong to Delhi. I graduated from an American University from where I completed my degree in fashion designing. I belong to a very affluent family and hence my family doesn’t allow me to work. Like all affluent families, my family wishes to get me married at an early age too. My father. "A box of crystal vases. They were on a pallet back in produce, but I can't find them."Alan shrugged. "No clue. Sorry."He continued toward the cardboard baler, but Chris paused, remembering something. "You know, I think I saw Scott putting some stuff up in the loft over the produce cooler a few days ago."Alyssa's brow furrowed. The produce manager was forever moving her supplies, complaining behind her back that her things were in his way because she shared his section of the back room.. She was hot looking. Hell, I’d eat her pussy in the mood I was in. But, that item she had hidden by her side…? No! That was her cat-o-nine tails, her favorite tool for breaking the most stubborn of wills. Its handle was made of braided leather, very tightly woven until it felt as tough as steel, with the tail composed of nine strips of leather, knotted at various lengths, capable of spreading its wrath over a large surface area. She swished it against her leg, its. “Lord knows what would’ve happened to me if you hadn’t shown up my knight in shining armor,” I said and kissed him on the cheek. As I pulled back I noticed an unusual look in his eye, one that brought the curiosity out of me. I couldn’t name what it was, but I wanted to find out so I kissed him again, this time on the lips and wrapped my arms around his neck. He responded by pushing his tongue into my mouth and running his fingers through my curly brown hair. I felt something I had never felt.