"Mala, it is hurting," I cried."Just a few seconds more then you'll feel pleasure," she said holding my hand.Chacha did not break my hymen but fucked ...e with short shallow strokes. I was too ignorant to know the difference. Chacha thrust his cock in and out of my cunt with quick shallow motions.It felt good."Ohhh! Chacha," I squealed."Is it nice?" Mala asked."Y... hess, very nice," I moaned.The good feeling increased with every stroke and my hips started to move up and down with his strokesAs I. Finally, when we all agreed that we were done; I was led back out into the sitting room and through another door. We entered a long candle lit hallway, which led to a large, circular and dome shaped, candlelit chamber. The room was warm from steam, rising from a huge, stone, sunken bathtub in the center of the room.There were stairs going down into the circular tub and it looked like it could fit ten or twelve people. I noticed a curious stone bench on the other side and towels and other. She wanted to spank John but knew he wouldn’t go for that. He was too alpha for that. Still, he didn’t seem to worry that Miss D was going to spank him so maybe she’ll buy a leather skirt. She heard herself shriek out and felt the pain spread across her bottom. Her head jerked. Her legs kicked. Never had she felt so much pain, well not since she had been slippered at school by the gym mistress. Well a plimsoll actually not just a slipper. The gym mistress enjoyed spanking the girls and the. Albert was on his way out of the Army, and I was just starting up." He must be very good friend, to do all the things you ask." It's different than that. We are friendly, sure, but until he visited me in the hospital, we hadn't talked for a long time. But for people who have served in combat together, it is different than just friendship. It's hard for someone who hasn't served to understand. But it's more like family." You were in hospital." For a long while. Several years ago I was deployed.