With an occasional, thats not how a lady acts, Cynthia. Oh relax, they are young and having fun, my dad would say. This repeated itself a couple of ti...es. Eventually, I decided to get out. My mom and Cynthia made me uncomfortable. I took my shower and when I came out there was no Cynthia. Her parents had come to get her and she had rushed to change and leave. The rest of the day really flew by, we had all gone out and Aida had been quiet most the day but as always my dad managed to cheer her. Their eyes returned to the head of the table, Mr Tannard had not yet arrived but his place had been set. Much worse was the razor 'strop', which lay on the table in front of his chair. Victoria of course was completely ignorant of its significance but the others knew that before dinner was served Mr Tannard would be using it across the backside of one of them. The feeling of terror around the table was palpable, the thick leather of the 'strop' delivered the most painful, and the most. The mirror on the dresser was just right to be able to see them standing at the bed but after they laid down I was no longer to see. After a few minutes I could hear the headboard hitting the wall. Every once in a while I could also hear a moan coming from my wife. Roger was back there with her for about ninety minutes before they came back in the den. My totally naked wife saw him to the door and again passionately kissed him before he left. After closing the door she faced me and raised up on. Ushne ka thik hai babu . agle din woh subhe ghar aayi ..jab mein soh ke utha hi tha ,,,,papa office jaaa chuke the aur mummy mausi ke ghar jane wale thi ,,,mala ko daarr lagne laga ki sahab bhi nahi hai aur memsaab bhi jaa rahi hai ,,yeh meri gaand ke andar ghusjayega hai bhagawan bachalo ish gande inssaan se ,,,,,,mummy chali gayi ,,,,mala bache ko dudh pila rahi thi mein piche se gaya aur ek lakdi patli si mala ki sari utha ke gand mein dhakel di woh boli aAAAHHHHHHHHHHH KAUN HAI ,MAINE KHA.