Cumon you say "Daddy just needs a few kisses and licks, it won't take long". Imumble I just wanted a tan - not this. I'm not ...........!!. You gently...put afinger on my lips and say RIGHT ! that's why your wearing the pretty littlesuit, and your body has nary a hair on it.Your semi erect and pushing it on my lips telling me your girlfriend hasn'tdone this in 10 years. Umm, I gurgle as spit is leaking out my mouth and myeyes are gazing up at you. You then cup my head and force it into my. Giving her long hard strokes. That night I fucked my ex 3ice. I don’t know how much smitha saw. But for sure I knew she saw a great show.The very Next day my gf went out with her friends to a movie. While I was dropping her. I saw Smitha Aunty at her door step with shots and top. (Smitha Aunty wears shots and top at home but we rarely used to get this glimpse as she is always indoors)Smitha was giving her laundry. We both had an eye contact for a moment. I never saw Smitha Aunty staring at me. Sharon sniffed realising she wasn’t ready to speak yet. A not unexpected reaction to a first caning, Miss Emily knew. “Get up slowly,” she ordered nicely. Sharon slowly eased herself up and as she did her hands rushed to her bottom and she rubbed madly. “Wow, my bum is warm,” she said with a smile. “Good,” Miss Emily replied also smiling. After a few moments of rubbing Sharon looked at Miss Emily and said, “At school we now give a letter to any pupil who has been disciplined and we ask that. She shrugged her shoulders elegantly. “Then you better enjoy your last minutes in this school,” she said sweetly.She ducked again and this time Ron didn’t block her way. She took a deep breath and started to walk towards McGonagall’s office. Her head was a mixture of rage and delusion, her heart wrapped in a thick curtain of revenge.“Okay,” called Ron after her.She stopped, turning her head to offer him her better profile. “Okay, what?” she asked in her silky voice.“Okay, I’ll do it,” he.