She was capable of making happier, more at peace and more complete that I had even known was possible. I didn't dare know what it was if it wasn't lov....Whatever all of this was, it was mine. It was my life. There were highs and lows, to be sure. Whatever the lows, however, I could still feel Miss's desire and pleasure in them. I knew that the pain or humiliation meant reward.The only flaw, the only nagging thought I could not get out of my mind, was guilt. I still thought of how Rebecca must. Shivani kaisa bhi top pehen kr class me aati, uski choochiyo ka nazaara saare mechinical branch ke ladko ko thoda nasheela kr deta tha. Unn sbb ka mann mast magan hokr bss shivani shivani ka naam he dohraata tha. Sbb chahte the ke vo oodh ke dhaani preet ki chaadar ek baar to shivani ke shahr me raanjha bnn ke chale jaayein aur uski choochiye ke saath uske bhosde se nikalne vale khusboodaar maal ka swaad le paayein. Pr aisa ho na ska kyunki uss waqt to Shivani ko Gaurav ke lauday ne he chumbak. He placed the cane on his desk and half seated himself on its corner, his long black gown falling open to reveal one leg firmly grounded and the other in position to bend her over. He beckoned her to him and she shuffled to his side, her eyes fixed downward, staring at the well-pressed crease in his expensive tailored trousers. His hand arrived at the back of her neck and forced her forward. ‘Over my knee Tamara,’ he commanded. Tamara went over, her head sinking down by the side of his desk. Dec 21st"You like watching John Junior breastfeed, don't you Dad," Jacqui all of a sudden asked, looking at me staring at her sons hungry lips sucking from her distended teat. We were sitting in the den when she asked her question, the three of us spending quiet time together after dinner, a routine we had fallen into the last week, finding life bearable now only in each others presence."Yes honey," I answered, meeting her gaze."Is it my tits you like watching?" Jacqui!" squawked Danielle."It's.