She went red and didn’t want to answer. Then she told me that she’s seen my diary which I’d packed at the bottom of my bag and read what I’d w...itten about her. I have to admit I’d had a bit of a crush on her and had said so in my diary because I figured nobody would get to read it. I was almost mad at first but was kinda worried how she felt. `What were you doing going through my bag anyway?’ I asked. She was obviously scared to answer but I felt so relieved when she did. `I was… looking at. " Blanche sneered audibly as my anus clenched in fear at her words, but my cock buzzed and remained rigid as I watched her beautiful rounded arse as she sauntered back to the gimp, now squirming in a mixture of fear and anticipation, strapped down to a caning bench before a house of women. She took her position, one leg slightly behind her, free hand on buxom hip, and raised the vicious cane above her head. She looked at me again whilst in this position to ensure she had my full attention,. The three of us decided not to have any more.I was surprised, but my Mom quickly guessed what was going on with the three of us. I was even more surprised that she was cool with it. Actually she was more than cool, always treating both Linda and Susan equally. Susan's parents had died when she was twenty (car accident), and when we visited Linda's parents, just Linda and I went. They lived on the other side of the country, and whereas they did not like travelling, they never came to our. Fir papa se dheemi awaaz mein boli: Kal raat aapko bhi achchi neend aayi kya?Papa kitchen ke taraf dekhe aur fir bole: Shhh! Us bare mein baate abhi nahi.Main: To fir kab?Papa: Baad mein, tumhari maa ko jane do.Main chai pee kar apni honto ko halke se chaatti hui boli: Tab baate kaon karega!Papa ke chehre par alag si shaitaani wali muskaan aa gayi aur woh bole: To fir kya karenge?Main kitchen ko dekhi aur fir wapas papa ko dekh boli: Kal wali game firse khelenge.Papa mere sar ko sahlate hue.