You’re going to be paddled my boy.’ And with that, she returned to the locker. I glanced over my shoulder. She brought out a wooden paddle. Involu...tarily, I took in a sharp intake of breath. ‘Oh yes,’ she said. ‘You might gasp.’ She stood above me for a moment, then brought the paddle down hard on my right buttock. A sharp explosion of pain lit up my ass. ‘Arrgh!’ I involuntarily yelled. Instantly, Nikki laid into my left buttock. Again I cried out. She continued to paddle me slowly and hard.. After I went and greeted all I went to her room which is separated from the aunt’s and uncle’s room and greeted her but my eyes went directly on to her boobs as she is wearing a salwar without any dupatta and talked to her for some time and went to the computer and started playing with that but there is only one chair that to she is studying in it I being too lazy to get another chair and waited for her to move from her chair as she stood up I instantly went into the chair but she is not. He hammered into her for several minutes, a tear or two escaping every time she brought her attention back to the pain emanating from her lower regions. Finally, he had resisted the urge to come long enough, and with much rigor, exploded inside of her. He let go of her wrists, getting up off the bed. He smiled down at her figure, his cum leaking out of her hole slowly. She lay there whimpering. A part of him felt bad, but hey, she was the one who agreed to this for passage. He was taking what. I get in the first taxi and tell the driver my address. He is a guy in his late 40s maybe early 50s. We make our way and begin chatting and before long it turns into him asking me if I got lucky tonight to which I replied “no not even a blow job “ the pair of us laughed he then says he had got a blow job himself earlier in the night from a woman getting herself out of having to pay for the fair. I replied “do you get that often?” He just looked back and said once or twice a night. I just looked.