Tiche naav priyanka hote. Lagna zaleli hoti. Mazi aai tila priya mhanat ase. Ti sarva shikshan degree purna karun aata housewife banli hoti. Kaka bady... kampanit hota tyamule te shrimant hote.Tar ekda ti nehmisarkhich aaila bhetayala aali hoti. Mi tila ek varsha pasun pahile pan navte. Mi gharatc hoto. Tila baghitlyavar mala tine magchyaveli gavi chorun kelelya majechi aathvan zali. Me degree gheun nokri naslyane gharich aaram karat asaycho. Ti aaishi bolat hoti. Yaveli pan kuthe tari janyacha. It had a set of six neat red lines across it, expertly spaced out across the skin.“Is that yours?” I asked half-jokingly. I knew that it wasn’t, as it was far too small for Lucy’s bottom.She flicked over to another image, showing a bottom that had obviously just had corporal punishment administered to it.“Fuck off!” Lucy spat out. “It’s Karen’s arse after she got caned and spanked.”I was shocked. I thought that this fascination was just something that I held myself. “Who did that to her?” I. My pink nipples were turning red. He returned to kissing me passionately as he squeezed them and groped. Then he started shaking and slapping them gently. Then he lifted up my puffy skirt and pulled off my panties, revealing my shaved pussy. I always hated having hair there, so I shaved it every three days. He stood up next to the bed and started undoing his tie and shirt. I got up too and dropped my dress to the floor and got back in bed to watch him undress. He had nice arms and a little bit. We ordered a taxi and mom held my arm as we walked out giggling and a little tipsy.We got a cab and mom snuggled up to me in the back seat as we giggled and joked. She smelt wonderful. Mom asked “what aftershave have you got on it smells lovely”. “Eternity” I said.“Oooo let me have a proper sniff” as she he buried her head in my neck and paused then kissed my neck. Wow that felt great I thought. Then came another kiss….and another…..and another. Mom slowly lifted her head and looked in my eyes.