Then, lifting his hand, he placed a quick slap upon one of the great cheeks. She did not move or say anything. “Ahhahaa!” Raghu laughed, clapping ...is hands. The old man’s arm came down like a whip. Again and again. He started slapping her with both his hands, one hand after the other, and one cheek after the other. Crack! His slaps fell noisily. Now my mother tilted her head to look at him, to let his know that he was hurting her. But that was the whole idea. Vasu moved a little aside. “You too. Jo told me it was her favourite and she liked the name. It was only later that I understood the significance. Jo is wearing a black tank-top that conceals her big breasts beneath a gaping chambray shirt that is open to the waist, where it is tied rather than buttoned. She wears pale blue denim shorts that are modestly made from an old pair of jeans, and cut modestly above the knees. Fashionable rips and holes hint that her thighs are just as brown and lovely as her bare calves. She must be. The more I thought about it the more i like it.I had to have him,come up with a PLAN.Father's Day dad is washing dishes.I come and stand by him in kitchen.he said whats wrong PRINCESS? I said dad what kind of gift do you want for FATHERS DAY.he said you are my gift.I giggled because he aways something CORNY like that.He said tell you what how about you and go out for dinner (Father &Daughter)I said great i have a new dress I want to wear.the dress was red and clingy,dad had on a nice Pin-stripe. As it used to be in those days the ends of the footboard had wooden knobs, raised high, just below the hips of an average person height.To make my Uncle pop up on his feet, in the naked state I raised my body upwards and slowly placed both the legs on either side with one foot on the bed and the knee deeply bent while the other on the floor, my entire front facing the door.I slowly eased my cunt down onto it, and in the mirror, my ass and buttocks were clearly visible while facing him and the.