." her daughter, Maria, grumbled, her voice soundingdifferent though in the subtle way only a mother and the person themselfwould recognize. As she ru...bed her eyes, she looked at her pale hand withblack-painted fingernails, still getting used to it in her own way."Ok mom, I'm good now you can go," she said with a yawn and a stretch asshe got up out of bed, towering over Mary."Alright honey, I'll leave you be," Mary said with a slight giggle as shestepped out. Even with the size difference and. Their were other modifications but I couldn't see them I just knew that he would have them. George was skinny far to skinny to be healthy. He told me he understood how I felt, he knew what it was like to be just a piece of meat, I'm 22 like him and this is my third pregnancy. I am four months along with twins and starting to get extremely brig. He noticed the way I walked towards him and said he could tell I have plugs up my ass and cunt. Of course he was correct. I rarely didn't have plugs in. I draped my body over Joans shorts with my bottom sticking up and my feet and hands on the floor. There was a brief moment of silence, then the swish of the paddle through the air. Thwack! Count them out you little shit, said Joan. Oooh..one….two….ooh please not so hard…thurEEEEEEeeee Joan was swatting harder and harder and by the time I got to 25 I was crying like a baby. Ohhh my poor baby, said Joan. Does babys heinie hurt? Pull down your pink panties and let mamma see. I lowered the silken. Maine apna land mousi ki chut par rakha or land ke tope se bur par ragadne laga wo boli ab or mat tarsao mere raja mai bola pahle wada karo ki tum apni batiyo ko mujhse chudwaogi.wo boli ye pap hoga maine kah ki tab jao mai tumhe nahi chodta wo boli thik hai fir maine apne land ko andar dala bur itni gili thi ki adha land to chala gaya par mera land piche mota hai wo nahi gaya maine dhaka mara mousi ne kaha Aaaah….. dalo maja aa raha hai pahli bar dhang ka land mila hai.maine ek jor ka dhaka.