And paddle him she did. Raising the paddle up high and bringing it down on his buttocks again and again. He winced at the first blow. Moaned at the se...ond. By the fifth stroke he was crying.His world closed in for him. There was just the pain of the paddle and hanging on to the edge of the table for him. But she was really working up a sweat. Raising her had as high as she could and then putting her whole body behind it as she swung at his buttocks. Making his bottom glow red in seconds, but. As she neared the end of her story, she started to feel a little stupid and was almost hesitant to ask her question, but she gathered her last ounce of courage and with a shaky voice said, “Michael, does this stuff really exist and are you into it?”He was floored. He knew the book she was talking about. He was going to have her read it in fact. To see what her reaction was, but now that was not necessary. Now he just had to answer her simple questions, but what would her reaction to his answers. I thought maybe Lynne had her own troubles, thinking about Paul watching her.The change it brought, though, was that I saw less of Lynne, and more of Jill. When her mother was out with one of her suitors, Jill came over and hung out with me. I wondered if that was so Lynne and whoever she was out with this time could be alone at her house, but I never asked.In the off season, meaning when we weren't actually picking apples, Jill and I still spent hours and hours together. I had gotten good. I asked Sumati to leave it now but she said 5 min sir. She applied oil on my ankle and calf and started massaging till now my cock has become fully erect And has formed a tent below my shorts while massaging Sumati suddenly saw the throbbing movement of my cock for a moment she stopped but then she again started massaging. I guessed she was smiling but trying to hide. She gradually moves towards my thighs. She said sir control and I tried to behave innocent and asked what? She pointed to my.