“Don’t make a sound or I’ll hold your head down till you pass out. Understand?” He tried to scream and fight his way out, but I stand six fo...t and weigh almost two hundred pounds. All he did was rub my cock and excite me even more. I jerked his head up again and asked if he was ready to do as he was told, or did he want more face time with the pillow? Sobbing, he nodded yes and was quiet. I told him if he looked up or made noise, I would beat the shit out of him, but if he did as he was. Chang rolled up his sleeves as he sat on the sofa. I pleaded with mom not to let him do it, but she ignored me. “Go over to him,” mom said as she nudged me. I nervously walked over to him. My palms were sweaty and my mouth was dry. “You’re not really going to do this?” I asked him meekly. “Take down your skirt and get over my knee,” he ordered. “NO!! I’m not going to do that!” I protested. “I’m asking you again, Kait to take down your skirt and get over my knee.” “NO!!! I yelled as I moved away. Then the return trip to Morton Field. We were home and ready for bed by 2300.We went to bed early with play time with my mates lasting several hours. After breakfast we went to the farm so JJ and RJ could show me their garden. Everything was growing beautifully. With the temperatures and rains their sweet corn was growing like crazy; in just a couple weeks it was twice as tall as they were. They were proud little boys as I heaped praise on them for their garden; there was not a weed or blade of. I live in Chennai and if ladies wanna get in touch with me, you can always contact me on Before I start the story, a little background about myself and the queen of this story.I am Vicki born and brought up in Chennai, however, doesn’t look like one. I have always been mistaken for a north Indian right from a local vendor to traffic cops who pull me over to show my documents. I have always been this shy introvert kind of person who never used to speak to anyone immediately and taken my own.