He was confident his line could contain the top line but he wasn't sure if they would be able to generate many scoring chances for themselves.Soon, th... second period was going as planned. John's line was skilled enough to skate with Central's top line and neither side generated any significant scoring chances. Both the checking line and third line were battling hard and containing their opposition well. John's line was on the ice with only thirty-five seconds left in the period. John made a. Pulling me to the table, sitting on a chair and pulling me over her knee. "You slut" she pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties. "look at you you always look so pretty better then me" WACK WACK WACK WACK the spoon ripped across my ass i started to kick my legs as she continued to spank me with the spoon. Over and over wack wack wack harder and faster with each stoke. OMG i pleased "stop I will be good" I pleaded (but never wanted it to stop). Wack Wack Wack my ass burning and swelling up. .." I groaned.She pressed on. "Finding her already wet, you'd still reach your hand around to the front to give yourself a better angle at rubbing her clit and spreading honey all along her pussy lips while laying your big, thick, throbbing erection into the valley of her butt crack, giving yourself short thrusts against her asscheeks just because it felt so good." Oh, Brooke..." I whimpered.She continued in a quiet voice. "And while your right hand was busy stroking her clit, your left hand. The next day, she came from her work and sat with me on the sofa. Soon she got up saying “it’s so hot nowadays. I can’t stand it; especially wearing this sari the whole day”. Saying this, she started removing her sari right in front of me. Though I had seen her in blouse and petticoat yesterday, seeing aunty remove the sari was even more erotic. She removed her red sari to reveal a light material red blouse and matching petticoat. The striking part was that she was wearing yesterday’s black.