Isliye yahan bhar pet khane ka maza hi kuchh aur tha.Dinner ke vakt dance jarur hota.Ye dance main karti, aur mera hi nam ‘jalebibaai’ rakha gaya....haisaheb, main shuru me nanga nahin nachti mgr main jo lachk-machk-dhachk krti vo nange nach se bhi jyada uttejk hota; fir main dhire-dhire nangi hoti.Uske baad jo mai karti vo koi ladki nahin kr sakti thi.Jb seth jagan prasad yahan khane aaye tb do jawan-mast ladkiyon ne unhen aaju-baaju se pkd table pr bithaya.Dono ne jo kapde pahne vo bs . . .. She had a difficult time reconciling what she perceived to be such abusive behavior with such a gentle and loving man as he.“So, women just asked you to spank them?” she asked him.“I told you, that’s not something I need,” he responded. “You said you’re not into that, and I don’t want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”“Well, I don’t think I want to be spanked,” she said, “but do you think I could just lie across your lap to see what it feels like?” she asked.“That’s fine,” he. The spanking part hurts, but after every few slaps the hand that’s spanking you rubs over your red bum, and one or two fingers slip down to play with your wet little slit. Sometimes the fingers slide all the way in, really slowly. And every now and then one of those fingers rubs over your hot little clitty.” As she spoke, Nina slid a hand down over one of Jill’s firm breasts, then down to her belly, finally coming to rest on Jill’s mound. She finished her explanation with a light press on that. He gave Ray a dirty look and asked me, "Did he hurt her?"I looked up at him long enough that Ray thought he could make a break for the door. I slammed the gun down on the back of his neck and stunned him. He dropped to the floor like a rock. I nudged him with my toe and he struggled to turn over. I said, "You better get back in your chair, Ray. It's going to take you a long time to die. You'll want to be comfortable."He was crying now and begging me not to hurt him.Mr. Nash looked disgusted. I.