This is how I like it. I pull her back up onto her knees. She’s a sight to behold, as the soft curve of her hips emphasizes her tiny waist.“You re...ember the deal, don’t you?” I say, without giving her time to answer, as I continue, picking up the strap, feeling the weight of it in my hands. “I’m going to apply this strap liberally to your bare bottom and when I’m good and done, I’m going to spread you, and if I find you wet…” I threaten, allowing my voice to trail off.“Well,” I add, with mock. Veronica had to remind herself that she couldn’t pounce on him and take him the moment he opened his mouth and welcomed her kiss. Allan’s reluctance also frustrated her. As she slowly pumped her fist up Allan’s cock—pulling along the foreskin—she was confident that she would have him: Tonight. Shifting, she bowed her head and swept a kiss at the start of Allan’s shaft. "Allan?" Her voice seemed louder than necessary in the deep quiet. "Wake up, love."Whatever dream he was having, Allan didn’t. To bhabhi ko bola chalo ab me bhi jata hu to bhabhi ne bola thodi der ruk jana me bhi boor ho hari hu dhodi der baad chale jana. Mene bhi ok bol diya aur bhabhi ko bola ek mast chai pilavo to bhabhi chai lene chali gai aur me tv dekh ne laga. Thodi der ke baad aunty bhi aayi ghar par bethne ke liye aunty ne dress pehna tha. Aur chuni nahi dali thi. Aunty aayi aur mere samne beth gai niche. Me sofe par bethe bethe aunty ke boobs ki dirar dekh raha tha. Muje maja aara tha. Me ek dum se uske boobs. That's what she said the last time, and the time before that. Whenever some douchebag with a cycle or just out of prison, or a bad Venetian blind salesman came by…Pam would empty their joint account—just nearly impoverishing Leonard—and take off…for a drug-fueled extravaganza of near epic proportions.And then of course poor Leonard had to go somewhere to get the damned Iron Maiden off—the horrible thing that Pam had locked around his crotch!And wasn't it nice being able.