................. Crack!................... Crack!............. Crack!............. Crack!......Fuck he didn't hold back! Six good solid strikes! My c...eeks burned red hot! I knew I was going to be wearing the bruises for a couple of days at least!I was breathing hard, feeling the heat sink in."Six more?" He asked. The edge of concern and hint he was liking this!I opened the poppers and took a few big sniffs! "Yes sir!"The second six landed one after another, hard and we'll placed. Maybe a week. ”Laden with a bigger piece of coffee cake, small plates and eating utensils, Jeff met the Sergeant at the garage door. “Morning, Sergeant. I brought us a snack.”“Mmmm. Smells good, Sir,” the Sergeant responded as they made their way into the General’s office.“We had supper with your distant cousin last night. The fortress boring is finished and he will be leaving soon. Did you ever have time to talk to him while he was here?”“Well, we chatted a few minutes once, but we really never knew each. His shirt was sweaty and shecould see his skin glistening in the sun light. She orgasmed and quicklypulled down her skirt. ??????????? Johnheard the door open over by the house and turned to see Mrs Davidson comingtowards him. She was wearing a tight white top that showed of her amazingbreasts and a short little skirt, her legs rhythmically walking over to himmesmerising him. He snapped his head up must not stare he thought to himself.He knew how much trouble he would be in if his parents got. Fir ek din aisha huwa ki mere ghar par koi nahi tha to fir maine komal ko phone kiya our use ghar par aane ko bola usko pehle to ghabrahat houiPhir maine usse phone par ghum jamkar manaya to wo maan gyi our thori der main mere ghar par aa gyi usne mere ghar par aa kar bell bajayi our maine darwaaza khola to main usse dekhta reh gya sali ek dum naye kapdo main aayi thi usne wo dress pehle nahi pehni thi usne blue color ki jeans our white color ka top phena huwa tha white top hone ke karan uska.