Saritha belongs to a poor but joint family in Kottayam in kerala. Her father died when Saritha was 11.After that, her uncle (father’s brother) Sukum...ran looks after her family matters. Saritha is a dancer too. This incident happened in 2001, when she was 16.that time, she got an opportunity to perform in a programme linked with onam celebrations at Trivandrum.Eventhough there are not much money to reach Trivandrum, and her mother asked Sukumaran for help. He assured that he will give enough. Don’t you fucking stop. Suck it like a lollipop.”, she screamed pushing my head into her breast. I kept sucking for atleast 10 minutes, switching between both nipples from time to time.After 10 minutes, she pulled my hair and made me face her.“Woww Manas. I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so obsessed with my boobs. Are they really that good?”, she asked.“The best in the world darling.”, I replied with a wink.“You’re getting a prize for that dear.”, she smirked.Saying this, she got down on. I need to spank you! I needed to hurt you! God made you for me to toture! I want you to fuckin feel the pain of my wrath!" Spank! she begged. Spank! she cried out in pain again. Spank! Spank! Spank! Her ass cheeks were pretty red now, like an oversized cherry. I smiled at my art. Spank! Spank! I relentlessly continued the spanking assault on pretty little Hyori.Spank! I finished my spanking episode. She sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks. I pulled her bautiful body back to a standing. .......The first guy came and we started as we had planned. She was dressed in a tank top that did little to hid her tits from the side and a pair of silky shorts that showed her butt cheeks when she walked. She did a fair share of flirting with him and I was getting turned on from him flirting back. He watched intently as she served drinks and when she sat she was in the middle of us on the sofa. Jean and I both were both nervous about what we had put in motion yet also turned on by the sexual.