‘No father I will be modest, forgive me,’ she begged in tears and received another firm spanking. ‘Will you only give yourself to your husband?�...� he asked. ‘Yes father,’ she sobbed and felt his hand again fall hard on the red cheek of her bottom. Will you be his submissive and obedient wife and mother of his children?’ he questioned, sharing the teachings of the church. ‘Oh yes Father, I want to be a wife and mother. I will submit to and obey my husband,’ she cried out and then a fifth blow. Now I was only with the towel around my waist and nothing else. I knew that she is also aware that I am not wearing my brief. Since the towel I was wearing was very small and did not cover my hip size, I tied it in a way that my cock was visible sideways, if I started walking and the breadth of the towel was such that half of my thighs were visible. I slowly moved towards the bathroom were Rani was soaking other clothes and handed over the dhothi to her. While turning back, she giggled again. Not sex." What then?" Just sleep together. Hug. I've never slept with a woman... not all night. Not wake up with her. I've never slept with a warm body next to me... cuddling..." Me neither... well, maybe with Kate a couple of times... but not like" Can I?" You won't try anything will you?" she asked but he knew she was already sold on the idea."I'm all tired out," he giggled as he cuddled up against his sister."You should have some clothes on," she delayed."Where are yours?" he asked as he. Some lucky college girl would go home three hundred dollars richer. On those amateur nights admission was twenty dollars for men, but worth every penny of it. Ladies got in for free and drank for free, while us men were charged double for our drinks. Once again, it was totally worth it.That particular night thirteen girls signed up to dance and strip on stage for our entertainment. Each contestant had to wear a Fuc Kit T-shirt and a Fuck It pair of panties. The owner insisted that it had been a.