Soon as we were bored of sitting and chit-chatting. We all decided to play night games. Soon, we started playing football at night on the road in fron... of Harsh’s society. It was fun as there was no vehicle passing through that road. One night, while playing a rickshaw came by. We stopped our play to let the driver reverse his auto.That was the first time when I saw a beautiful woman walk out wearing a saree. Harsh walked to her and took the baggage she was carrying. I understood that it was. As she got up I expected her to close the nursing flap but she didn't. Instead Mom left me alone to put the baby to bed. A few minutes later she came wearing her thick terry-cloth robe. From the bouncing on her chest I suspected she wasn't wearing her bra. She sat beside me and then began talking again."You know, Tom, it's really sad your Father never got to see your sister. If he hadn't been trying so hard to get back before she was born I'm sure he wouldn't have been killed." I know, Mom, and. She claimed that it didn’t hurt at all,that although she’d cried out, it had been from the sensation. Once I hadpenetrated all the way into her, I held her still for a long time, enjoyingthe sight of her almost hairless little body holding my organ all the wayinside it. Then she begged me to continue, and finally I began stroking in andout, deep within her pinkness. She was very soon thrusting back, tearsof pleasure and passion pouring down her cheeks. She was crying. So to make Her happy and show that how sorry I am for my misbehavior, I conduct that punishment. This is an original letter and I do it in real. Hope you all like that letter.A REQUEST TO ALL READERS THAT IF THEY HAVE MORE WAYS, BY WHICH I CAN GET MORE PAIN, IF SO PLEASE SEND IT TO ME. I WILL VERY GRATEFUL TO YOU AND IN YOUR FAVOR I ALSO SEND YOU MAIL OR POST ANOTHER STORY THAT HOW I USE YOUR IDEA TO INFLICT ME PAIN. THE MORE THE PAINFUL IT IS, THE MORE BETTER IT WILL BE. PLEASE GIVE SOME GOOD.