My first experience at Russian style driving was when my driver passed a slower moving car. I could not believe my eyes when I spotted someone in anot...er car passing us on the side shoulder to our left. Right before my eyes, two cars were passing at the same time, on a two lane road. Gravel sprayed in every direction.My next surprise came when my driver came up behind a huge truck. I bet there was not more than a foot between the truck's bumper and the front of our car. My driver would. Wo toh chli gayi pr yaha mere lund ka bht bura hal hora tha wo toh uske laal laal mote mote hoth ko feel karna chahra tha uske garm raseeli chut ka swadh chakna chah raha tha. Thodi der bd chachi ayi aur mujhe market sath me chalne ko kaha maine phat se ha kardi aur usko lekr apni bike pr sawar hogya. Raste me hum dono boht khamosh the pr maine taye kar lia tha k kuch b hojaye is chooth ka swadh toh mujhe chakhna hi hai toh maine dheere se apni peeth aur apni gaand peeche ki taki usko touch kar. She paced the room a bitand then turned to me, a confused look in her eyes."You can start by taking off your shirt," I said kindly. It looked like she wanted to react angrily, but she remembered whatwould happen. So instead she said nothing and just pulled the tightblack top up over her head, messing her hair slightly. Underneath shehad on a lacy red bra. Where did she even buy that, I wondered? Itlooked great, and I could see her nipples through the lace. I startedto feel the pressure of. She felt her hidden face redden in embarrassment and knew her bottom would be just as red in a few short moments."Goodness gracious, I am leaking already!" was her thought.She felt the Dean's hands search her bottom for a soft spot to start. Sally hoped the stern man did not notice her inexcusable wanton reaction to a harsh spanking at his hands. She really couldn't help it. Her husband had not touched her for several weeks. He stopped his attentions as soon as she gave him the news about their.