"I was a wimp before I met him. I had gone to a liberal school where caning was not allowed so I wasn't into reliving my school days or anything like ...hat. The first stroke of his belt seemed to me then like the worst pain I'd ever felt but it wasn't severe. I gasped with shock, nonetheless. And three blows had descended before I remembered that I was supposed to count them.Or rather he reminded me. He stopped and said, "Right, sissy. We'll start again. And this time, you'll count and thank. I pumped inside her anus, riding her hard, as I stroked her near-liquid cunt with my busy fingers. She was wonderfully tight and eager, pushing back against me, urging me to penetrate all the way on each hard thrust. By now my thighs were starting to tremble and my breathing was ragged. With one final thrust I buried my spurting cock to the hilt while I masturbated her with all the speed I could muster. In seconds she joined me with her secretions arching high out of her cunt to cover my shaft. All I could hear were sobs. Sobs and the occasional "I'm sorry" Three months?" my voice was raising"I'm sorry... you've got to forgive me..." she sobbed."THREE MONTHS?" I shouted, slamming my hand onto the table and jangling the crockery. I leant right across so that my face was almost her side of the table. "Answer me. Have you been having an affair with Ken for three months?" I'm sorry. I should have stopped it. I should have talked to you before it started. You've got to believe me. I'm. Me – to kaisa gaya apka exam.Ladki – accha gaya.Me – sorry mai apka nam puchna bhul gaya bdw wats ur name.Ladki – mera nam pallavi(name change) hai Me – phir humlog ki normal talk hui utne me kanjurmarg station aa gaya to mai maine apne paise diye aur auto hum dono bhar nikle aur station k aur bade. Jaise hi hum platform pe pahuche to dekha unki train aa gai maine unhe kaha mujhe apki thodi help chahiye to unhone kaha ha boliye maine kaha mera paper bhot kharab gya muje pata hi nahi chala time.