Then he put my back against the wall and leaned forward so that my body was trapped in place by his. That left one of his hands free to cup the side o... my face and turn my head so I was looking into his eyes. His other hand pushed the hair off my face and tucked it behind my ear and then wiped some of the wetness from my face. I guess that means I was still crying. I hung there, helplessly trapped, with my feet dangling. He wasn’t holding my arms any more but I let them drape limply by my. The top clinging to me as it was one size too small. Giving me ample cleavage to tease them with. I got the attention I so desperately craved but instead I was backed into the closet and forced to suck there big, swollen cocks. I'm a disaster.I walked across the street as a car had to stop. The male driver yelled at me, calling me a tramp. Turning my head towards the the headlights as my brunette hair bounced in its ponytail. I gave the driver the finger and headed home finally. Excitedly I. My hand stings now.”“Can I spank you in the shower?” I asked.“Why would that be any different?”“It doesn’t hurt at all. I think the water must dissipate the force and there’s no sting.”“Well, in that case, why bother? I guess you must have tried it on yourself?”I had to admit that I blushed a little, but recovered my bravado by telling her that it happened a long time ago. The truth was that I did give it a go, and it didn’t hurt at all. Maybe that was because it was me hitting me. I don’t. My nipples were still covered but a large part of the boobs was visible from the opened up top. But my trimmed pussy was totally exposed.This was the moment, the test which was directed by Kavita and executed by me. And I lost the bet as Kundan immediately pounced on me separating the top lapels to totally expose my boobs and his thumb and forefinger rolled my already erect nipple. Other hand pressed my boob and I just moaned in pleasure. The sensations that went through my body and mind were.