To maine uska haath pakad lyia. Usne kuch nahi kaha to maine uskok pakadkar apni godh main bitha kar use kiss karne laga to boli koi aa jaega to maine...kaha ki gate band hai 6 baje se pahle koi nahi ayiega. To mainei uskok bed pe lita kar uske bagal main let kar usko apni bahon main bhar kar kiss karne laga tub vo bhi mere ko apni bahon main bhar ke kiss kar rahi thi.maine apna ek haath uske choonchi per rakh kar kiss karne laga aur essi bheech choonchi ko maslne laga. To vo paglon ki tarah mere. The first stroke was like a gentle kiss, a mere tap, but as he continued each stroke gained momentum and force. Soon he was striking my bottom every two seconds, he did not strike as hard as my father did but he applied them faster, this was giving me new and different sensations, when my father beat my backside the pain went straight to my brain but this pain was somehow getting redirected and ended up stimulating me between my legs and giving me feelings that I had not known before. Instead. ”I was getting tired of her using Demie’s pet name for me. “She ran away, Katie,” I responded.“Shit!” She turned back to the closet as it made a grinding noise. She was clearly concerned, as she hadn’t even corrected me on her name.We both headed over to the closet. I could see her extradimensional rooms behind it, but the air in the closet doorway was shimmering.“Fuck!” Kate took a running dive through the portal ... and stopped halfway, her ass held in mid-air. She seemed to have gotten stuck. Running her outstretched fingers across her lips, she could taste both the sweetness of his lips and the tangy taste of his impending climax.Keeping the image of his hard young body in her mind, the 35 year old ran her fingers down across her throat and further downward until they brushed across the thin material of the pajama tops which covered her mounds.A soft sigh escaped her lips as her index finger caressed her nipple, already in a semi-aroused state, sending a pleasing tingle across her.