She gave another tight slap and said “maine kahathana iska zimedar tu khud hai, kar jo bolu”Then I rubbed the soap on my eyes, the pain was unbear...ble,I couldn’t even open my eyes. Then she took a scarf and covered my eyes with that and blindfolded me. I was in complete darkness, then I heard a lustful whisper”kaya hua kutiya maza aa raha hai ?”. I didn’t say anythingjust nodded my head. Within a moment a flat wooden thing spanked my ass, it must be her wooden paddle. It was very painful, she. At that time she was in her early fifties - a tall and well shaped blonde that still made men turn their heads.Before we got out of the car I asked her to leave her bra and panties on the back seat, she apparently had no problem with. After a couple of drinks she had to see the lavatories in the basement. I followed her and waited in front of the ladies room. When she came out I took her aside and reminded her of her promise. I asked her to go back to the ladies room to get rid of her skirt and. "That was so good." The man was kneeling between her legs now, masturbating. Sylvia watched him stroking his cock, making it stiffen and grow. And as she watched him, she masturbated herself, rhythmically rubbing her pussy, feeling her juices flow. The man didn't say a word. He looked around the room as if searching for inspiration. Then he got up and lifted a footstool into the middle of the bedroom. Then, gently, he placed the woman face down on the stool, her side towards Sylvia. As he knelt. The man leading the team followed the wire to a pipe bomb inside the door. I told the men, “Let’s get ATF out here to clear the explosives. They are on standby and should be here within a half hour. Surround the house and watch for anyone wanting to leave while we wait.”I had walked around the house noting the all frame construction probably from the fifties. The house was built up on blocks to be higher than any flooding. The area between the bottom of the house and the ground was covered with.