“Eh, so what,” whispered back her husband. “You enjoyed it, didn’t you, and don’t bullshit me either. Besides, it’s not like you’ve neve... been fucked without being seen, eh?”Ronnie giggled and admitted the truth of both statements. “Still, it’s not quite the way I envisioned greeting my sister’s kids on their first visit.”“Yeah, I’m sure you were planning to greet them with cookies and milk. Ronnie, they’re not kids anymore. They’re what, fifteen, sixteen? What makes you think that either one. .Its happen when I’m 20 untill I had not feels like to have her .(I will start story in my mother tongue Kannada ) Avalige innu maduve aagirlilla.2nd PUC mugisidale . nange ottu 4 jana mavana makkalu adarlli evalu modalne sose 2 varsha doddavalu . nan kandre avlige ista yavaglu horde tea utakke avalu ready madi kodolu. Nanu avarurige hogtiddu 2 dina matra kelavu sala nanu kudida cup nalli cha kudididale , ebru 1 tatteli uta madidivi avlu nan jote eruvante nam anna mattu tammandira jote astagi. Could I stop him?He moved in front of me, his hand running over my naked breast. He had a whip in his hand, a five braided whip. “But first you DANCE for me!”He stood in front of me, his large hands holding my ass cheeks tightly, putting me in position to be whipped. “NNNNN, PPLSS, DDNNTTT!” I mumbled but to no avail. He stood back, my eyes watching his arms as he drew back the evil whip. It seemed like slow motion as it swung forward. I heard the “CRAK!” as it curled around my ass cheeks. It. After looking nervously across at his Uncle Sean, and getting a grinning go-ahead, Mark tentatively took the hint. He pulled, and then copied wrapping the ribbon from his half of the bikini twice round the rail and his mother’s slim wrist. He stood back while his uncle stepped behind her and casually pulled her shorts down, and right off! She wasn’t wearing panties, so she was nude! Once more!Sean nudged her feet apart and backwards, so she was bent over, and took his own shorts off, freeing.