This happened last month thats i am going to tell now. One day my hubby came and told me that a young guy approached him through a friend ,He is from ...hana(Africa)studying here in uni looking 4 a house and i promissed him the top floor room with bath room and he will pay 5000 pr month with breakfast and dinner.first i was unhappy but ölater i said ok.next day a very young guy of 18 or 19 came with my hubby he was very black tall and looks muscular body with nice features my hubby showd him room. “What’s up, sis?” he asked. “Dinner will be ready soon.”“Give me a minute and I’ll go”, she replied. He noticed she was avoiding his gaze, so he came closer.“Are you alright?” he asked, sitting next to her. His voice was soft and deep, and Sarah had always enjoyed hearing him speak since his puberty started.“It’s fine”, she said. “I’m just feeling lonely lately. I wish we never moved.”“I know how you feel”, he replied, stroking her arm in an attempt to comfort her. “At least we have each other,. You know what I'm getting at, dear boy. I'm going to have to investigate you."There was a well-understood, yet unspoken agreement at the school. Not the sort of thing you could have in the rules or tell the inspectorate. The school would quickly be shut down if it were known to be such a liberal haven for young men who'd passed the aptitude test, so there had to be regular witch-hunts. This kept the boys on their toes so they could quickly deny their fun when asked by the external authorities.. I ensured that I had a firm grip on the wall. Mistress started hitting my back, bumps, thighs, and everywhere. The hits were making me lose my position. It was difficult to maintain position after each hit. But due to fear of an additional 10 minutes, I was not moving my body.Mistress seemed to enjoy a lot over my frustration. Seeing me maintaining my position, she ordered me to spread my legs. Now my inner thighs and cock were in the range of the flogger.Mistress started hitting inner thighs..