Admittedly it had been a severe thrashing so far and her Ladyship had taken it very badly. She lay squirming over the stool, sobbing and weeping copio...sly, and her buttocks and thighs were admirably streaked with swollen crimson weals. But they had expected more. Fifty strokes after all were normally administered without the formality of strapping the offender to the caning stool. A punishment over the stool usually would mean at least a hundred strokes and it seemed inordinately lenient to. She launched into the last song for that part of the show, finished, gave a wave, and ran back stage and into the hallway where the others had stood and watched from behind her. Everyone went back to the green room, including the band.Without an ounce of modesty, Ashley stripped her clothes away down to her thong and no bra. Everyone kind of glanced at her but she was flying around doing her costume change, so the hot body and some bare tits weren’t exactly erotic at that time. She was all. So he said aunty I going to college I said son wait, said all the best and hugged him he was shocked and said thank you I said cum soon after finishing exam. He left I went to his room and saw my bra, panty his cum was in my bra.Till wet I just smelled and thought of to drink but kept quite, his system was not shutdown so I just opened the file which was about studies and another file which was full my photo’s even some were of my cleavage, navel, hips, some clips were taken when I was sleeping. The cock head swelled in her throat and she was completely prepared when it blew. Her cheeks swelled out, but she didn't spill a drop, swallowing every bit and milking his mighty shaft for every last drop. When she was satisfied, she had drained his balls dry, she released his cock, gave the little bit of his urethra that was visible through his foreskin a little kiss as she gasped for air.Not long after the blowjob they were at it again one last time. Fahima had put on the spare abaya and.