Jesus, honey. You're one up on Christy." NO! No, it wasn't like that," Vicki interjected quickly. "I only let him... lick me, and then he raped me!" O..., shit! Honey, my panties are already wet just thinking about that dog!"Both women were silent then for a long minute, each occupied with her own, though different, thoughts. Finally, Christy said: "Vicki, honey, let's go feed that dog. I want to see this animal for myself!"Vicki looked at her friend questioningly, then nodded her head sheepishly. Kya kar rahe ho..Boli.Miss ne mera lund bahar nikala our kiss karane lagi our aapni mu me leke chusane lagi mera cumjaladi se nikala our vo use aapni face pe mere lund se laga ne lagi 20 minsts tak vo mera lund chusati rahi fir vo mujhe bedroom me leke gayi our aapni panty utar di…miss:- chal aaja our meri sex ki bhuk mita de baccha….?Me:-ok miss.Miss:-miss nahi, sushma bol.Our miss ne panty utar di our me unki legs pe kisskarna chahata tha lekin vo boli time pass mat kar tera lund ghusa. Dad was at work, so it was only Mum, and I could hardly avoid the conversation that I knew would follow.To my surprise, she hugged me and said, “I know how you feel, Jane. He’s caned me regularly since we got married. I think you guessed, because you asked me if everything was OK soon after we got back from our honeymoon. I'm sorry you had to be punished, but you don’t know how happy it makes me to know that someone else joins me in the study and understands what I go through, someone I can. Tempe and I chatted about the distance and pace of our upcoming run which we were going to do in our sixth period class. I had to laugh and suggest a slower pace than Tempe desired, since I still had football practice later in the day and a playoff game on Friday afternoon.“But I thought you were a fitness ‘wrecking ball’ ... at least those were Brad’s words in biology last Thursday,” Tempe chuckled as she put her hand out for one last piece of my orange.“Some friend you are?” I faux-fumed and.