I wished her aunt and then we left to my house.After reaching the house, I took her to my room. My pussy was already wet. She started to rub my pussy ...ith her hand from the top of my salvaar.Oh my god, I can’t tell you how much pleasure I was feeling at that time, I started to do the same to her, we did it for some time and suddenly she kissed me.I laid on the bed, she laid on top of me and continued to kiss me. My lips were in her mouth and she was sucking them, it felt great and I started to. Being outside was good for her. She read a few chapters then put it down, marking her page with a small seashell she found in the sand next to her. She decided to leave her stuff and go for a walk down the beach then eat her lunch after.She had on a turquoise crepe long sleeve blouse in the poet style and white cropped pants. She had taken off her sandals. She headed out to the water and saw a sailboat passing by in the far distance. It was a gorgeous day to enjoy. There was a light breeze in. And she has every right to be! She raised the slim rod high and brought it whiplashing down across the curving white flesh. Quite unused to pain, Xena screamed instantly. It was a gasping, disbelieving scream. How could such pain be? A thin, bright red streak encircled the top of her buttocks. Venomously, Venetia laid on the second stroke. It fell about a millimetre or so away from the first. She was, of course, an expert with the rod but also, Xena’s bottom being immobilised, made for easier. Overtime I got brave and when she slept over her friends house (probably actually to get fucked or blow someone) I slowly overtime collected a few of her lovely small thongs and panties (some clean, some dirty), each I would put the crotch on my face and on my dick and would cum all over them and kept them for future use, she never noticed I took any. One time I got really lucky and she had just changed to go out to another friends house in a hurry so I knew some panties/thongs had to be.