Tsing was saying something, but I couldn't tell what it was. "What was I supposed to do?" I wondered.I looked up, seeing Mr. Tsing gesturing for me to...raise my arms and let my head fall back. I did, feeling as if I might fall over backward. I felt Mr. Chubby turn his head to face the audience. He dragged his nose against my skin as he did this. This sent more shock waves through me. Normally someone like Mr. Chubby would not thrill me. In fact he'd usually repulse me. But in this setting, in my. . I kept it on my pocket, and she wore my inner,,We went to her place, we were very careful while going but it took long time to reach her home because we couldn’t control and we licked kissed caressed each other much , after going home we went to the bed , she told bathroom , I said okay , shower on kiya usne, wow, it was a little warm water splashing, she rubbed me everywhere I rubbed her , she was moaning very loud now, I was pressing her ass, and then I was caressing her from the back side. Again. The whip crossed her bald mound, but left no lines on her lips. Faster, faster. Eighty lashes down. Now, take your time over the last five. Let’s see if I can’t hit her lips full on, with the tip. Why should John have all the fun? He took careful aim. Hushed audience. Down came the whip, but he missed – an angry red mark on her thigh. Another try. Closer, but still not close enough. He gave up. The target was too small. Another hard one across her breasts. A scream. That was more like. “Yes, stubbed my toe sorry, you were saying?” Trying to recover. As you pull down my briefs, your mouth takes in more of the exposed rod. You work them down over my thighs your hands brushing my skin, your eye still fixed on me and your tongue teasing the tip. Once they’re all the way off, you move your hands around my shaft, your lips sucking on the swollen head, you lick down the shaft to my balls sucking them into your mouth as I try to stifle the moans. My breathing is heavier and it’s.