He pushed his fingers all the way in and kept them there, wiggling them back and forth inside me, as I gripped him from every angle."Yes, that's good....All of it. I want all of it," he whispered.I felt the second contraction of muscles in my lower abs that I knew meant I was squirting onto his hand, and when he felt the rush of liquid, he pushed in and up on my g-spot again, over and over, tapping it like a dying remote control button.Finally, the wave receded. I realized I hadn't been. ‘And if you want’ SMACK, ‘to see a penis’ SMACK, ‘are you going to ask’ SMACK SMACK SMACK, ‘your classmates’ SMACK ‘to show you’ SMACK SMACK SMACK ‘theirs?’ SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACKI shook my head violently, ‘No, Daddy! I promise!’She finished off the spanking with a good thirty seconds of continuous SMACKs, then allowed me to stand, rubbing my sore bottom as moistness spread down my legs. ‘Good, because I’m going to show you EXACTLY what happens to the types of little sluts who ask boys. Shadi se pehle wo hamesh salwar aur punjabi dresses pehnanti thi that too fully close and loose. Par shaadi ke baad usne t-shirt and jeans pehnana start kiya tha. Meri taraf se usko jo chahe wo pehnane ki permission thi. Par India me rehkar society ki wajah se wo uski choice ke sab dresses like mini skirt, tight one piece, tight tshirt, sleeveless tight tops, short silky frocks, tops exposing her boobs aise dresses pehanb nahi paayi. Uski khwaish thi ki ye sab dresses jo India me wo pehen nahi. He was sound asleep, snoring softly next to her. Emily lay there in the dark, wide awake and uncomfortable, with Ulysses kindness and after lunch hug running through her head.Chapter 3The January cold lessened its hostile assault by the time February arrived. However, there was one ice storm later in the month that prevented Emily from going to yoga. She had a reason to call Ulysses."Hi! It's Emily." She said to Ulysses after he picked up on the first ring."Hey Emily, hope you are staying.