Main: To bolo, dekhogi mere sath?Maa: Hmmm! Ok. Bas ek baar.Mujhe pata tha agar ek baar to matlab kai baar hone wala hai. maine kaha: Ok breakfast ke ...aad.Maa: Ok ok, hadbadi mat karo araam se khao pehle.Iske baad hum dono ne apna breakfast khatam kiya. Aur fir kitchen jakar sab plate wagera dhoye. Fir apne apne kamre ko ja rahe the to maa ne poocha: Kaha dekhenge, tumhare room ya mere?Mujhe kafi mann tha ki mom ko unke kamre mein chodu to bola: Apke room. Aap jao main apna laptop lata hoon.Maa. He took the paddle in his hand, and went down the line, giving each girl a hard slap with it, each releasing a muffled noise as the wood made contact with the fabric. “Pledgemaster?” He said, after each girl had received a single spank. “Yes, President?”“You see, when I had been thinking of this I was imagining a much more satisfying sound. I think I may have been thinking of the noise that a bare bottom makes when it is spanked,” he spoke halfheartedly, as this was clearly planned before. He was an animal and I was his prey. He pinned me against the sofa back and was going to punch a hole in me with that cock. He reached around me and grabbed my tits, sinking his fingers deep into the already abused flesh and pulling at my nipples with his strong grip. my hands gripped the sofa back so tightly my knuckles turned white with the strain. It had just been too much. Between the tit abuse, the cunt abuse, then the toying and now his hard, savage fucking, it had just been too much. .. um ... I was thinking we could try kissing like the big kids do. Like they do in France.”Now it was the little girl’s turn to go wide-eyed.“French kissing?” she asked, and then immediately felt like an idiot because of course that was what he was talking about. “With our mouths open and using our tongues?” Again, she felt stupid. What the hell else did “French kissing” mean?Paul was nodding like a bobble-head doll. “Yes, yes exactly,” he told her. “Now, I don’t know if we’ll like it, I mean.