He turned back to Barry, and asked him to count the strokes out louder, then turned back to his victim to whom he waited her nod, before beginning aga...n, once more from the top. Thwack the body jerked, grunted then the second with the same result, the pattern was repeated, top, middle, naked bottom, middle, then the backside once more Each stroke triggered by Barry`s voice calling the number of the previous stroke with a flat cry of “six… seven… eight… like a bell tolling. The victim twitched. I wish one day I get a chance to witness that too.With dad gone, you have nothing to fear anymore. You can become who you truly are. A sexy, wanton slutty whore who needs more than anything else, to be fucked like a bitch on all fours. Doesn't matter where, or who or when. I just want to be able to watch every moment of it. In addition to being a sex addict, I will make you a cum addict too. I will cum in your milk bottle, the one you use for pouring milk into tea. Binu and I don't drink tea,. Our procedure evolved over the years. From the very beginning we had the girls come to quarantine, and then I would meet them and have my way with them. Assuming they did their part, the patient could fly in. Occasionally she was worth making love to, but for most I used the little tube. She was on the other side of a wall and I never had to interact with her as a person at all.From the very beginning the girls had to be willing to stay for the quarantine period and a few more days while I. Reva was happy that Shilpi would sleep in her house. They would talk before sleeping. Shilpi slept in Sari and Reva in maxi. Shilpi would get up at early and go to her house. One day when she woke up and she saw Reva’s maxi was open and her breast was out. Shilpi knew Reva was breastfeeding the child.Another day she found some lower buttons of her own blouse were open because of which her lower part of right breast came out mostly. She hooked herself and went home. That night she checked her.