Making his way to the richer side of town, the man went to the local country club, smiling, he thought ‘this best place to start.’The man knew of ...t least three here that he had been itching to get in their pants. They had of course never really given it up ‘til they met rich husbands. The man smiled that was going to change today he’d make sure they were sore as hell when he was through with them.The man smiled when the man at the front stopped him and told him the price to enter, pulling. Her thighs were covered in such a way that leggings almost crossed the elastic limit.Then, I moved onto her breasts.They looked medium and sloppy with two highest sharp peaks ( tits) piercing out from her top.Then, I looked at her pink lips that were dry and chapped.The total figure was good and face was also fine.I thought I was lucky for being a friend to her.Later we continued our chat and exchanged our phone numbers.We both stayed in hostels.We were good friends.We became very close during. At the time these punishments had never seemed to be particularly erotic. They were just scary and Jennifer was always glad she had never been on the receiving end.Jennifer could remember one punishment session quite vividly. Even now, all these years later, she could remember the details as if it were yesterday. The memory still sent a shudder up her spine. The offence that Miss Palmer was especially hard on was bullying. Any girl found picking on younger, weaker girls could expect the most. Bus full hone ke kaaran meri mom ne Khushi ki hamaari sleeper me bula liya jisse main bahot khush ho chuka tha. Din mein baatein karte-karte raat ho gayi, hamne khaana khaaya aur sone ki taiyaari karne lage.Khushi beech me soyi thi jo ki bilkul perfect tha. Ham raat ko kuch 11 baje so gaye, par main jaga tha. Khushi maa ki taraf peeth karke soyi thi. Maine dheere-dhere uski boobs ko dabaana shuru kiya, woh smile kar hi rahi thi.Meri mom ko gehri neend aa jaati hai toh woh subah hi uth jayegi,.