He turns to me as he does and I gasp as I see his chest, he is a man who sees work, he is muscular, but with a soft padding and I find myself wishing ...o fall into his arms and just lay. As his hands fall to his pants I remember what I really wish to do with him, and what I have been paid for. My hands reach out and help him undo his pants, my practiced fingers turning the buttons and freeing him of the pants, as they fall to the floor I gasp again, and sigh, he is not a small man. This is one. All I wanted to do was meet Aneeda, but I could'nt find her.Her hometown was more of a village where people were majorly engagged in agriculture,Anneda's dad was a big land owner,no matter how rich he was , he still lived like it was 18 century. I finally caught a glimpse of her,she was with other women selecting jewellery for the wedding.We exchanged some smiles from a distance.Finally after some hours in late afternoon,when everyone was asleep after feasting on food I could meet her in her. I decided to use a different approach, I wanted to get friendly with her. Over the next week or so we sent messages to each other. She teased me by telling me she had put a video up which I was unable to see. After a while I plucked up the courage to ask for her name. She replied, ‘It is Katya.’ I said, ‘That’s a lovely name, it suits you,’ thinking what a loser I must have sounded. We carried on messaging each other until one day I had to ask her where she lived. She first said, ‘I would. Smack.“His what?”“Dad, you know I don’t like to use those dirty words.”Smack. Smack.“I know you don’t. But I like hearing you say them.”“Pull down my pants, Dad.”“Oh, so I can spank you directly?”“Yes. I need to feel your hand on my skin.”“OK, but if you want me to do that, you have to say where I’m spanking you.”“My butt.”Smack.“Ow, Dad. Pull my pants down.”Smack.“What am I spanking?”Smack. Smack.“My bottom.”Mike lifted his hand high and gave Eve a really hard smack.“My ass!” Eve said.Mike.