Aur kandho par se nightee ke rope ko nikal diya…aur nightee niche gir gaye. Ab vo sirf bra me thi. Panty pahle se nahi pahni thi.Mene use phir se be... par lita diya..aur bra ke upar se he..boobs jor se masalne laga aur dusre hath se uski chut ko hatheli aur unglio se sahlane aur andar bahar karne laga. Vo jor jor se moan karne lagi aur Jab vo mujhe kahne lagi…ki ab apna lund gusa do..to mene bhi…bed ke kinare khada hokar..uske per upar utha kar..lund andar ghusa diya..aur jor jor se use chodne. She began to reexperience those frightening, wonderful, naughty feelings from the night before."Smith alert. Smith alert!" whispered Jack.Mrs. Smith strolled through the bedroom carrying what appeared to be a load of clean clothes from the washer. She was wearing an overly large tee shirt. The shirt just covered her ass and obviously she didn't have pants or jeans on underneath. Jack grabbed the binoculars and focussed them on Mrs. Smith. She dumped the clothes in the middle of the bed, plopped. My nipples hardened and her lips began to explore the breasts of another woman."Ohhh that's good" I said, "How does it feel to kiss another woman's breasts?" I asked. Her face came up from my chest her hand still cupping my left breast."I'm getting wet from just playing with them; I can't believe I've become such a lesbian in just one day."I guided her head up for a kiss. "You've always been like this," I said, "All women are lesbians; most of them just don't know it." I pulled off her top. He wasn’t happy. He made Sandy kneel on the bed and gave her 20 more lashes with the leather strap. These were clearly much harder strokes as they immediately produced deep red marks. Sandy was dismissed to her room, but the punishments weren’t over. Her Mom was about to be punished again for being too lenient. She undressed and knelt on the bed just as her daughter had. Her husband spread her legs just a little wider and began applying the strap with vigor. He made sure to let the end of the.