That night it was Igor’s turn for some private time with me. Igor took me to his cabin and he wasted no time. He tied me face down and spread eagle ...o his bunk. He then took a rag and stuffed it into my mouth. He took his leather belt off and stood next to the bunk. He let the belt fall across my ass. Just letting it touch my ass so I could feel it. He then said something in Russian and then started whipping my ass. He whipped me for a few minutes and then he took his clothes off and showed me. His parents were on holiday and had told him to be good. He invited me to join him for supper. As soon as he had closed the front house door, he pushed me against the wall and kissed me like mad. Between two kisses he unbuttoned my blouse and slowly took it off. Now I stood in a pink brassiere in front of him, and he began to massage my big breasts. Like most inexperienced men, he had trouble unhooking the bra. I quickly helped him to take it off. He threw it to the ground. Then he admired my. " What little time they had spent together wasn't enough to satisfy his ever-growing crush on her."Will." She felt her eyes light up. He had insisted that he shouldn't go to the party. He said he wouldn't be able to keep their relationship a secret, especially after a few drinks, but she had encouraged him to go if only to solidify his place in the company. The last time she'd talked to him, he still hadn't made it clear whether or not he was going. "Guess my question has been answered," she. Then we hugged and kissed once for a minute. “I know this is bit soon, but how long do you wanna stay with us?” Ryan asked. We both didn't know what to say, I guess we both got caught up with us celebrating and talking about the wedding. We just spaced. “Well probably at least a few years dad. I mean we'll have to save up a bit and we'll move out sooner or later I guess. Why is there a time limit on how long we can stay?” Steve asked. “Well no. I guess we just wanna know what some of your plans.