‘Any road oop, watching you these Saturdays peering my window makes me think that you are another girl who needs a firm hand – is that right Ducks...’ ‘Yes Ada, I think it is’. ‘Well, why don’t you go and have a look in my back room and see if there’s anything there you fancy whilst I tyek the tawse out o’ the window.’ The back room was at once exciting and deeply sinister. On the back wall hung row of canes, straps and riding crops, including a really frightening lunging whip. There were. \\\”You are not wearing anything\\\”, I remarked with a wink. That brought her back to her senses and she wrapped a towel around her quickly and was closing the door. I jammed my foot in between and prevented her from closing the door. I forced the door open.Defeated, she started backing away from me, towards the shower. She was completely drenched. Her hair was wet. Streams of water were running down her face. I look into her eyes and then slowly my eyes travel from her eyes to the droplets of. .We had use to chat all thing sex chats…After believing me , after coming to know everything about me see reveal her real identity and gave me her phone then we started talking daily and like that 2 months passed…Then I asked her for meeting she agreed and we met at prasad imax, hyderabad. I shocked her seeing for first time she looking dam sexy with pink designer saree with sleeveless blouse looking dam sexy and she wearing saree below the navel, which making me so tempting , we chat for 2. Then I asked Dan to kiss his wife and swap my cum. In the evening I fucked Laurel’s virgin asshole. It pained initially, and Dan was made to sit and watch as his wife yelped and screamed and moaned and she learned how to accommodate my full girth up his ass. It was a great feeling seeing her transform for horrible pain to pure pleasure and lust as I short several loads into her bowels. I used Nivea lotion as lubricant but it didn’t help much and as Dan watched in shame we all knew Laurel.