And would have gone on and on whipping Melissa until she was u*********s, but for Madame Vesta's restraining arm on his.„Thank you, Mr Osman... than...... you... that will suffice. Excellently done. You whipped the girl well.“Quentin was panting and sweating, just a little ashamed of the way he had lost control of himself. His temple was throbbing as he gazed at the cruel lacerations he had inflicted on the beautiful bottom before him. It was a bottom which continued to twist and shudder, despite. ” I did as I was told and I watched her straddle my lap. She lay flat on top of me, her breasts pressing against my chest. I could feel her move her butt gently, sliding her pussy up and down my shaft. She groaned as she pressed her lips against mine, kissing me passionately. I held her close as I started to move my hips. I pushed up, my cock sliding into her. I’m not sure what it was, I guess you could call it instinct, but I rolled us over and started to slam my cock into her deep and fast.. The cousin had left, leaving us all in grief and pain as what to do next?I was also not sure what to speak for he had asked me to volunteer and Ihad till now not even thought of this. But the thought brought a shiverdown my spine and I quietly left the place fearing if somebody asks me toshow my horoscope to Guruji and if I am selected then what would I do?But the hint was enough for my family members and the very next day, mymother and Pooja took my horoscope to Guruji without informing me. He felt me up and unbutton my blouse and slipped his hands and rubbed my nipples through my bra. I moaned, " you like that huh cunt?" His hands slowly slid down my sides to my skirt. I felt him push my skirt high to show off my panties and garters. He was pushing my buttons, I was bursting with lust. I was craving cock, and would have been hard except for my cage. He smacked me hard on my ass and told me to shut my mouth. He brought his hand around to the front of my skirt as his hand.