Almost before I can adjust, the fingers move to the other breast and bring the clamp down on that nipple. The weight of the chain connecting the clamp... pulls downward and heightens the pressure.Before I can fully adjust to this, the crop comes down hard on my ass. Right cheek, left cheek, five strokes each. Each stroke causing the clamps to pull at my aching nipples. My ass is on fire, and so is my pussy. I can feel the wetness leaking from my pussy. A hand caresses my burning ass, suddenly. I hate this. I want to go home. I want Reyna to leave me alone. I want to be back with June or Maria. I want to be in bed where no one will bother me.But in front of that fear and panic, stronger and louder, is my hunger. I can smell Becky. She’s wet. It must be the presence of her Reyna. And I want to taste her. No, this is stronger than a want; I need to taste her. The hunger guides me as I separate Becky’s legs by gently spreading pulling them apart. Becky doesn’t acknowledge the change; her. Sabhi colony ke hi 20-25 saal ke ladke the. Inhone ladkiyon ko khaas nishana bbnaa rakah tha aur agar koi ladki yaa aunty inke haath lagi toh uski shaamat. Pakke rang, pani, grease, kichad, sab ka use kar rahe the. YEh log upar aaye aur papa aur unke officek e logon ko rang lagane lage. Iske baad unhone poocha uncle aunty najar nahi aa rahi, toh papa ne kaha woh holi nahi khelti. WEh log bahane karne lage ki sirf gulal se, bas wish karenge, aap aunty ko bulao, but papa ne mana kar diya. Yeh. I didn’t get to see Sally as much as I would have liked to. Tom had to do the same but he didn’t have as many men so he didn’t get home as often as I could.I always came back through their property and surprised Sally a couple of times and we didn’t wait for me to have a shower, I had been in the bush for days without a good wash and I stank, but she was more than happy for me to make up for lost time. Even afterwards I couldn’t shower with her as I had to arrive home dirty and smelly after.