As burn blossomed across her cheeks, she reworded her tweet in her mind. Her legs straight and her bottom still, the stinging spanks lit fierce fury i... her tender flesh. No matter how often it happened the shame of being beaten in front of her friend never paled.Heat surged in her backside as she spread her hands on the desk and accepted the humility. The gym shoe worked methodically down her cheeks and back up again. It always amazed her how a floppy gym shoe in a man's hand could produce such. Every single person put through the trials is only a child, so that if they pass the tests, their body is able to adapt to the mutations needed for them to become Witcher's. Not everyone survives these mutations, and everyone comes out different than the way they started. "Freak!" Shouted a civilian standing behind his food cart, as Geralt passed by, his horse snarled and bared his teeth at the man, making him cower."Easy Roach" Geralt soothed, as they travelled to their destination. With these. A tingling of some sorts.. A feeling I could not put a finger in.. I mean on(sexual innuendo intended :p).Rahul has always been sitting directly behind me in lectures. But now I was aware of his presence behind me. I imagined if he was looking at me at all or not. When sometimes his book’s corner unknowingly pushed and probed my back, my heart skipped a beat as if it was his hand. But what happened one day changed everything or at least opened a door I would have never dared to open.One day. 26. I'm a male thirty-six years old, five foot ten-and-a-half andabout 160 pounds, though I could stand to lose a little weight(slight build and I've got "love handles"). I've been marriedabout six years; it's the second marriage for both of us. I havebeen completely cuckolded for the last four years. The only sex Ihave now is masturbating while watching my wife with herboyfriends if they permit it. She is strictly into black guys now,which is OK with me as they are very tolerant of me watching.