Mmmm, that tickles but I like it. Reaching down, I put one hand on your hip, pulling you back into me as I kiss your shoulder blade and squeeze your f...rm breast. Slowly, I undo your bra, releasing the two perfect globes of flesh that it contained. Immediately, my hands are drawn towards them, squeezing, kneading and feeling. I pinch your nipples gently; I can feel your nipples harden beneath my palm as I then rub them. I nibble my way from your shoulder to your ear before blowing a hot breath. Wo 5 ft ki hi thi aur usse zyada nahi badhi. Sab use “Bachi” ke ke chidhate the. Lekin she was very cute. Uske gaal pe dimples aate the jab smile karti thi.Bahut chulbuli thi aur hamesha bahut excited raha karti thi. Meri aur uski jaan pehchaan thi. Hum koi bahut zyada ghane dost nahe the. Mann hi mann mujhe bahut pasand thi par main kaafi shy aur introvert tha. Wo bhi kisi se flirt ya kisi ko ghaas nahi daalti thi.School ke antim dino mein maine thana ki main usse apni feelings bata ke. “Liking you,” she whimpered. And with that, I delivered my very first lashing. Very calm, very stern and with perfect aim… The sound of the belt cracking her well-rounded behind gave me a rush. “Wow,” I thought to myself. “This can’t be happening.” I cracked her five or six times across her bottom in all the perfect places. She barely moved and whimpered the first few lashes and finally, after the sixth or seventh, her cheeks clenched and she let out the most feminine of womanly noises in. "What do we do now? I've tried and tried to come up with a solution, but I can't. It's one helluva mess, you know." I thought about it while I was gone, Ken. Neither one of us will ever be completely satisfied with anybody else. Why don't we move to another town and start living like husband and wife. All I have to do is change back to my maiden name. Nobody would know the difference."He stopped and looked at her. "And what about our folks? What do you think they'd say? And the kids? What makes.