Mai. Kkkkuch nahi bhabhi. Maine toh kuch bhi nahi kiya”, Varun haklate hue bola.“Achcha. Kuch nahi kiya. Kal raat ko mere kamre me aake tumne kya ...iya mujhe pata hai. Abhi delhi phone karti hu”, maine gusse me kahaDelhi ka naam sunke woh daar gya. Woh mere samne rone laga. Mujhse mafi mange aur kaha ki aise dubara nahi karega. Uski halat dekhke mujhe hasi aa gayi. Mujhe hasta hua dekh woh confuse ho gya. Mai uske paas gayi aur usse kiss kiya.“Arre pagle, ek baar kehke to dekhta. Aise chori. ‘Do my legs too, please, Stanley.’ Now I could tell he was really nervous. His whole body was shaking as his hands worked more lotion into my legs. When he had finished, I flipped over. ‘Now the front, please.’ I watched him through slitted eyes as he poured more lotion in his palms and started at my shoulders again. He rubbed his way down my arms, bypassing my tits and coating my belly. After that he rubbed my thighs and legs. Finally, he was finished. I could see his erection was straining at. How many labels?" Two Mistress" And how many shoes?"Two Mistress" What is two times two girl?" Four Mistress" That's four strokes on each cheek"Mistress then began my first punishment hand spanking my bottom, the painwas not too bad giving only a slight sting. I thanked Mistress and wereturned to the other room to continue my dressing.Next were my pink thong knickers which did nothing to cover therestrainer much to my Mistresses amusement. My pink basque was next witha comment from mistress. Jayne Marie Copeland had those type of impressive credentials. At only 18, she had easily won a berth into the university becoming the only native of Iowa to do so. And the petite little girl from the Hawkeye State with the short blonde hair had a killer body to boot.With the first semester coming to a close, Jayne secured an early release on a Friday to go home and pack for a week home in Iowa with the folks. As she crossed the vacant campus streets on her way to her dorm room, a mysterious.