" Why, personal research of course. There's no substitute for personal research." What tastes the best?" Oh, I really like the breasts, especially the...nipples. I like to run the tip of my tongue around the areolas and then drag my tongue across the nipples. When the nipples get hard, they really are tasty." And for the entrée?" That's easy. I like that private place. It's so warm and juicy and tasty. It's full of vitamins, I hear. I like to taste the inner thighs first, and then the outside of. Me: that’s because I am wearing sexy cloths and new hair style made me look sexy.Sumit: but someone purposes you in your past.Me: yes but I never said yes because I am afraid of relationship and my mom.Sumit: then, what about now you don’t afraid of me.Me: yes I do afraid, but I don’t have any choice.Sumit: Yup, so now I have to add one more thing to my plan of your trip to Shimla.Me: what plans?Sumit: I will tell you after we went to Shimla first tell me do you know any slut or whore?Me: yes. "And how long do they want you to wear this thing?" hesaid pointing at the harness in the chair where they had tossed it. "Atleast two, possibly three weeks," she said."And then they just want you to go back to just dressing without it?" heasked."I guess so," she said."Pull up your shirt Jenny," he said to her. "I want to look atsomething."She pulled the white fabric up to just below her new bra. Her mother ranhis hand over her slight bulge. "I thought so," Amelia said."What?" she. Michael wasted no time grabbing his wife's wrists and pulling her across his lap "Uh!"Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. "Ow!" Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. "Oh! Mmmm..." Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack! "Ahh!"After what felt like forever, Becky felt Michael pulling her pants down and raining more hits. Smack, smack, smack, smack. "Ow, Michael!" Smack, smack, smack, smack...Finally, Michael stopped and Becky took the time to catch her breath. At this point, she was.