She looks lost and I ask her if she is okay and knows where she is. She tells me that is doesn't know where she is and I offer to take her into my pla...e for the night. She accepts the invite for staying inside out of the rain for the night. We walk back over to my place and I open up the door and let her pass under my arm and as she walks by I can smell the scent of her perfume that she is wearing. I offer to take off her wet coat and hang it up in the closet.She is wearing a white see thru. Unfortunately the power supply wire to my aunty’s home got broken when a big lorry passed towards our road. So there is no power supply to their home and we understood that the problem will get solved only the next day. We have a habbit of sleeping for some time in the afternoon after lunch. As there is no power in my aunty’s home,I asked her to come to my home and sleep. Even my home consists of 3 rooms, a hall a middle room and a kitchen. I arranged a mat to sleep on floor in our living room.. She even remarked to me about how boy crazy my Mom was, commenting on guys asses at the mall, girl talk like that, didn't feel like it was someone's Mom. My Mom's own openness seemed to be encouraging Kate to be more open herself. Kate felt she herself was a little uptight (true!), and she told me, "I want to be your Mom!" My relationship with Kate was developing very well, but we were still stuck in our old rut due to her severe inhibitions about sex. She still would not undress beyond her. The soft, teal blanket I adore is spread out under me, tickling my exposed flesh. The ropes are just loose enough that my thighs lay flat, but you’ve roped my neck, so that if I bend my head any farther forward, I’ll choke. I’m currently whimpering, tiny tears budding at the corners of my eyes. My ass and the backs of my thighs are a stinging, angry red from the spanking you’ve given me. Your hand ought to hurt by now with as many slaps to my skin you’ve dealt.You’re standing in front of me at.