Your arse begins to be more clearly marked by the strokes of the leather belt and your gasps become wordless moans as I continue your punishment. I in...rease the force of my stroke more and you begin to emit wordless screams as each blow lands. I vary my target, thrashing the tops of your plump thighs as well as your now fiery arse. You are screaming loudly now and I feel that you have had about as much as you can take and that your resistance is really at an end. I let go of your hair and push. She kept reading intently, turning the page again in anticipation of the event she's reading about. She dropped the heavy tome on her lap and said, "Did you really think of having sex with your own mother?" She said looking over at me."This book is mostly true. I've added some 'plot points' to help understand the relationships that are happening around the reader. This isn't an autobiography, Claudia — I'm allowed to take artistic license!" I responded."You didn't answer my question — did you,. In the dim light he could just make out her slim figure, and the swaying of her hips as she climbed the stairs. He couldn't help staring, mesmerized by the wonderful sight, as he realised just how sexy and beautiful his sister really was. His cock, which had subsided a little, began to stiffen again, so that when he had to reach past her to open his front door, he had to bend his back a little to prevent her from noticing the lump in his trousers. Ali rocked backwards, only partly deliberately,. “Good to see you, Richard.”Takahashi noted the quick flash of disapproval on Photemp’s face as she used his first name, but as he had used hers, she felt that the impression that this was a meeting of equals required that she do the same. She suspected that “a meeting of equals” was the last thing Photemp wanted, but to make her offer appealing, it had to be clear that she could make it happen, and a lesser person doesn’t make that impression.“So, what’s this all about?” the man asked.Takahashi.