Apni seal maine apne bhai se tndwavi.use behos krke . .bhot mja aya yar.thoda dard b hua tha. (SOIN PRIVACY KI WAJAH SE JAGAH KA NAAM NAHIN LIKH SAKTA...Love: behosh karke? fir to meri samajh se bahar hai ki ye sab aapne usko behosh karke hi kiya hoga? kyonki behosh hone ke baad uske ling mein aapki yoni ki HYMEN todne ka tanaav kaise reh gaya? apni to samajh se bahar hai yaar. or bina poore tanaav ke HYMEN toda hi nahi ja sakta.Anu: use maine neend ki ek goli di thi.puri tarah behos ni hua tha. Nobody was there; I gasped as she grabbed me again and pushed my face against the rough wall. She pushed my tiny thong aside, giving herself better access to my wet cunt and she kept biting my neck and my shoulder. I struggled to get away, scared of how badly I wanted her to continue ravaging my body. I needed it that evening; I could not even wait to get home to my beloved hubby…"Please...stop...this is wrong..." I whispered against the cold wall as the black girl continued to tease me. She. ”Without further explanation she removes the towel and quickly relocks me in the chastity device. Then, without warning, she smacks me across the face. It is so hard I see stars. “And that was for speaking without being asked a question.”My face is red and hurting and I suddenly remember the order from earlier in the day.Soon I am untied and dressed in sweat pants (they are girls sweat pants but powder blue so not too girly) and a plain grey t-shirt. She does not allow me to take the collar. However, she had made a promise to Joanne and so she pushed on with the punishment. She replaced the plimsoll on the table and picked up Jasmine Storey’s American-style holed wooden paddle. Rebecca took a moment to rub the burning hot bottom in front of her and to allow Peter Mitchell a chance to calm down. She began to tap the sixteen-inch long paddle gently against Peter’s bottom.“How many of these did we give Miss Manson Peter?” She continued to tap the paddle against his bottom.Peter took a.