On his second try, he was able to stand up, but his legs wouldn’t let him move.“DAMMIT! Why the Hell did I drink so much last night?” he asked h...mself as he wobbled his way to the bathroom.As he staggered through the hallway, he caught a whiff of the familiar scent of bacon frying in a pan. This didn’t strike him as odd until he stepped up to the toilet and started relieving himself.“Who the fuck is cooking?” he asked, turning towards the door as if the cook was right next to him. The sound of. Aise sochte sochte shaam ho gayi. Mujhe nhi pta tha ki shaam ko geet ki rasam bhi hai. Or sbhi padosi bhi aayenge. Shaam ko sahiba bhabhi bhi geet wali aurto mai aayi. Merko darr lgne lga kahi jassi or sahiba ki baat na ho jaye. Magar jassi upar hi tha wo niche ni aaya. Mai thoda kaam krwa rha tha jaise logo ko paani dena vgera . Isi bich aunty ne sahiba bhabhi ko chaye banane ke liye bol diya. Kyoki kaam bhut tha log bhot aa gye the sb busy the.Maine bhabhi se phle phochi ke sugar or chaipati. I don’t dare move, even though the feel of his skin against my mine makes my pussy moisten. I keep my eyes open, staring at him. He turns his face to mine and an evil glint enters his eyes just as the first slap lands on my ass. I force my tears not to fall and keep my lips firmly together as he continues his relentless spanking. I count in my head. Thirty so far. My bottom is on fire. My juices must be leaking out of me. Even through the pain, I’m so aroused by the intimate contact with my. The day had been a fine one, the evening delightful; my son a gentleman, and a rogue in plain sight! Now, the naughty side of Sammy whispered an outrageous proposition in my ear. No, not that. We had privacy on the balcony presently, the lights were off, other folks to each side were not in, or had gone to bed. I thought his suggestion over. I nodded, it was too tempting this night, and who knew if we would have another chance to do it, for the rest of the trip.I stood up and dropped my.