Kristina also remembered her first caning in that house, as she stood facing the wall. Melissa had been out and friends were expected over that aftern...on. Kristina was told to make sure the house was spotless by the time Melissa got back, and three hours was usually enough time for that. However, Kristina was tired out from working long hours the previous day and actually fell asleep, having sat down for ‘just a few moments’ and accidentally drifted off. When Melissa got home and saw Kristina. “Well, and which do you want, Reka?” she asked.I shook my head confused, suddenly feeling very much out of place. This situation had taken an unexpected turn, and I wasn’t sure how to handle it. None of them seemed the slightest bit embarrassed about it, which made me feel even more exposed and vulnerable, and I didn’t like feeling like that. “Well,” I answered, trying to sound as confident as I could. “I don’t really know what you have.”She smirked and nodded. “Let me show you then,” she. Its just up here! Bella said enthusiastically Bella had noticed his wedding ring. She wanted to see how far she could make this supposedly faithful man go. The teasing Bella led him up the stairs. Her ass cheeks eating up more cloth with each step up her stairs. She jogged up, causing her ass to jiggle relentlessly. She led him into her bedroom and to the source of the problem. Dave finally took his eyes off Bella and onto the tub. It was filled to the brim with water. It wasnt draining at. He’d cupped a bun while she was fixing it. While not thrilling, it was better than the usual tiny kiss she dutifully got as he arrived home from work.Mort was five years older and a good, dependable breadwinner with a very secure future. That’s what made her agree to marry him, having spent too much of her childhood trailing around with a rather irresponsible single mom and two other siblings whose fathers, like hers, couldn’t even be guessed at. Security was paramount, even if it meant.