"Other hand please Auntie." Debra was begining to relish her new power and swung the cane with greater force onto the right hand. SwishhhhhTwackkkkk...kkkkk. "When I say STOP, I mean STOP Auntie." It went on, Maegan cried more from embarrassment than pain. How on Earth could this be happening to a twenty-eight year old woman? Being "punished" by her 16 year old niece in front of three others. At last, the sixth stroke. It was the hardest yet and Debra aimed it deliberately at the fingertips. . I looked at the Butterbar and ordered, "Okay, I'm ready. Once I start the suture, you need to try to mop up the blood so I can see and feel what I'm doing. But be careful that I don't nick you with the needle."He pulled his hands away, I reached in, found the bleeder and began the suture while the Butterbar did a hell of a job controlling the bleeding. One, two, three sutures and the bleeding slowed up. I looked at the Butterbar and said, "Okay, find the flashlight in the UOP and let's take a. Didi ki mooh se uhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh ki awaj photo padi didi ne mera sir pakad kar apni chut pe daba diya mai kisi kutte ki tarah didi ki chut chatne laga.didi ki muhh se awaj aa rahi thi chus mere raja chus aaj teri bahen teri rakhel ban gai h tu mera pati h mera raja mai bus jindgi mai tujhi se chudugi.mai shadi bhi tere se karungi mere bahen chod bhai.kuch der didi ki chut chusne ke baad hi mere muh me malai ki ek dhar aai jisse mera pura muh gilla ho gaya or maine didi ki chut bilkul saaf. Gramps chastised her about becoming a harlot of the world in the way she was dressing and fixing herself up. As usual with mom anything Gramps said fell on deaf ears and only added fuel to her desire to do the opposite of what he was harping about. To me she had become an absolute beauty to look at and I know that infuriated the hell out of Gramps.For the next year and a half mom and I continued to grow closer, every once in a while she would ask me about things between Rachel and I. This one.