Main aaj try karti hun.Geeta – Tu to mast maal hai. Har kisi ka lund khada ho jata hai. Ye boob bhi bade mast hain tere. Teri sexy aawaz bhi bahut e...fect dalti hai. Baki tere boob ki drar dekh kar koi bhi boob lo pakadne ka man karta hai.Mom – Yaar hubby bahar rahta hai to bahut pyasi ho jati hun. Raat ko akele sona bahut mushkil hai. Beta pat gaya to uske sath hi soungi raat ko wife ki tarah.Geeta – Yaar koi problem ho to mujhe bta dena. Abhi ko bhi main thoda samjha dungi.Mom – Aaj to bete ka. My breasts pushed up against one leg while he pulled my shorts and panties back down to my knees. CRACK! The riding crop came down on my poor behind with a sharp pain. My whole body jolted as I cried out, but his other arm held me firmly in his lap. Again and again, it came down, forcing my body to grind into his lap with each strike. Tears began to stain my cheeks as the pain began to overcome my pleasure. He kept at it, battering my poor ass and pussy with blow after blow. Suddenly I felt. Aunty sponged me down and told me to go to bed and rest since I needed to be alert for language school which would start in 3 days’ time. As I went upstairs to my room I was still trying to understand what had just happened. I could hear the bath running again and assumed aunty was having a bath before bed also. I changed to my dhoti and vest as I would have done in India and relaxed in the darkness and was soon asleep. I must have been sleeping for 30 minutes or so when I became aware of some. And as such, I find my heart, my soul, and my body are yours to command.” I could feel a trickle of tears on my cheeks. He was so beautiful. I stood and pulled him to his feet.“Jason, there are many things to discuss before you next kneel before me. But know that my heart is yours. I ... I wonder ... Jason, I have never kissed a man. I must seem brazen, but...” He caught me in his arms and touched his lips tenderly to mine. I felt my heart flutter and my legs grow weak. I thought about pushing.