All of them looked closely at my red bottom, and the lesson took hold with everybody. Another large group gave my sore bottom a gentle caress and pass...d on. Some of these slipped their fingers between my cheeks as they did it. That was the worst torture of all. The soreness of my ass cheeks stirred up a response in my pussy that was simply uncontrollable.It wasn't the pain from the spanking that hurt the most. It was the humiliation of knowing that everyone could see the moisture dripping down. Ki duri par hai aur mai usi district place par ek marketig firm main kam karta hu.Ye story us time ki hai jab maine apani collage khatma karke job ki searching kar raha tha. hamre gaon main mere pados main ek ladaki rehti thi uska nam tha Minakshi (name changed) uski hight kariban 5:2, rang sawla,figure 38 25 39 ki zarur hogi, nak naksha kafi tikha,ankhe ekdam hirni jasi,honth ekdam rasile dekhate hi chumneka man kare,kale ghane lambe bal kamar tak aate hai,muze pahele se hi kale lambe ghane. “I need some inspiration,” Josh replied, tugging on his dick.“Should I go get Amanda?” I asked, chuckling softly. I was getting very aroused watching him play with his enormous cock, but also very nervous. The temptation to do more than paint was incredibly strong.“Why do I need Amanda when I have you here?” he replied, spreading his legs and stroking harder. “You’re all the inspiration any man needs.”I was wearing a little white tank top, without a bra and a tiny, silky pair of jogging shorts. ..”“So did Bill. I didn’t exactly live with him. He lives – we live next door to my mom and step-dad. But Bill worried about us being together.”“Ah,” Lita lit up, “you were with Bill before you got married...”“Well, in the view of the law, we were, but in our hearts we knew that we loved each other and committed to each other and that is the heart, the true meaning of marriage...”“You have told me a secret. I have a secret also...”“Really?”Those dark brown eyes twinkled. She looked around. We.