.bhavana bole mager kya bhaya maine kha yaar ye hai bahut chote chote wo boli bhaya to main kya karo usne kha yaar ab ek hi rasta hai ager tu bura na ...ane to wo boli bato aap kuch glat to kho ge nahi maine kha tere brest ko daba daba ke hi bada kara ja sakta hai to usne kha to pir karo main turant hi uski chuchi pe toot pada aur use dabane laga thode der baad maine uske aaur pic li fir maine kha chal tu ab apane panty ko jara sa niche kar wo bole nahi bhaya ye nahi ho sakta main gusse me bola. We had an idea that this might occur and so we were not surprised by his arriving and declaring that it would be helpful and very necessary to physically discipline my wife. We talked for about 30 minutes on what he recommended and we all finally agreed to a session with him spanking her to help our marriage and to get my wife to stop dominating and to better her behavior and attitude.This was no rash decision, she had not been spanked since childhood and now to be handled by a much younger,. ?Exhausted by now from struggling, she lay still and continued to cry asthe dog climbed up onto her back.?Planting both fore paws onto her shoulders, it began probing her asswith its penis, slowly at first, then sinking deeper and faster.? Panting heavily, drool dripped down onto theback of her neck as the dog finished at last, blowing yet more comb into hersore, bleeding ass.? The last dog wasviciously quick, plunging a penis once more into her battered pussy for a fewminutes, then abandoning. ”“Before Chris gets back, you will though,” Jason smiled.“Maybe,” I replied.“Oh, you will,” Christy shouted as she covered her bra with her vest top.“He will,” Jason smiled as he kissed my wife, “and tonight, I am going to spank your tattoo.”“On my pussy?”“Yes, it is going to be burning!”“Oh yes!” Christy shouted.“You may kiss your husband now. Kiss him good-night.”Christy held the vest top close to her bra and kissed me good-night before walking to our bedroom with her black lover.I listened.