So there I was, an 18 year old boy receiving a spanking from his littlesister, tears in my eyes and wet panties in my mouth, while a woman Ihad never ...et before watched on in laughter.My muffled crying continued all the way home, she wouldn't let me takethe panties out of my mouth. Strangers we passed on the street lookedin sympathy at the sad little girl, they had been gawking all day butnow they looked at me with pity. I kept my head down and mouth shut tohide the shameful secret in my. Maine kha tum mera lund chuso mTumhara lund chusta hu hum 69 k pose m hokar ek dusre ka lund chusne lage phir 10 minutes baad m maine us se kha mera niklne wala hai usne kha mere mouth m hi nikal de maine jhtke k saath apna sara paaniUske mouth m nikal diya wo mera sara paani gatak gaya phir usne kha ab mera maal kha dalwayega maine kha m mouth m nahi lunga to usne kah theek hai gand m dalwa le maine mana kar diya maine kha dard hoga usneKha kaise pta maine kha maine apni gf ki gand m apna lund. ‘Is Kris short for Kristopher?’ Kriss began to raise his book again and the new boy pulled back to the table. ‘It’s called conversation.’ The new boy laughed. Kriss remained silent. ‘How long will you keep this up?’ He brushed his hair aside once more. His eyes met Kriss’. ‘No, it’s not short for Kristopher. It’s Krissette.’ Kriss pulled a napkin from a container on the table and picked up a pen a waiter had left behind. ‘It’s spelled K-R-I-S-S-E-T-T-E.’ Kriss shrank back in his seat. The. And then he came off, I wanted to reverse and suck him, but it was over, he was in control and I was both hooked and sub.We went our separate ways and within a few days had agreed a meet at his home. The timing was critical, his wife had to leave on a regular day out before I arrived!Parked across the road I watched his home, a nondescript bungalow with a large front garden. Up the drive, rang the doorbell and Roger opened the door almost immediately. Once inside he came close, pulled my face.