She gave a piece of cake. I gave her piece and suddenly applied all the cake on her. She was surprised and happy. Her face was full of cream and some ...f the pieces went inside her saree. I said sorry mam, this is how we celebrate in hostel. And started cleaning the cream in her face and hair. When I touched her face I was turned on. Slowly I bring my hand lower and brought near the neck area. She held my hands and said I will wash it.But I couldn’t let her. I held her face and brought towards. She didn’t agree at first. But after a deep kiss from me, she finally agreed. I was upstairs waiting for the guy to come. She was wearing sexy red lingerie.She covered her sexy body with a bedsheet as she just came out of bed. I saw the guy opening the gate. He was a young guy almost my age and was looking good. He rang the bell and she opened the door. She was barely hanging on to the bedsheet. He was speechless and was drooling at her.She giggled and asked is that my food. He said yeah madam.. Where there was once comfort now there is pain and she delights in it.I am going to spank her pussy; that is how I will finish with her. It is the ultimate abuse. The soft flesh of her pubis, her swollen labia, her engorged clitoris, her drenched vagina, the centre of so much pleasure for her will feel the pain of my hand smacking into them. It is a special pleasure for her and I frequently reserve it for the finale of our lovemaking. She always cums hard when her pussy is spanked, her. I made a simple dinner and settled down into the evening, though unsure of what to do with myself. I had the house to myself tonight, since Rob had sent me a text earlier saying he’d be home late from work. Although it didn’t fit my energy level, I settled on some recreational reading. I had some laundry to get a move on first though, so I spent some time gathering it up and trucking it downstairs into the laundry room. I began sorting through clothes and filling the washing machine. About.