Shubham: chalo khelte he arpana.Me: ok ( nashe me)rahul ne daaru daali sabke glass me aur sab ko ek baar me pina tha. Mai ek baar me pii gayi mera gal... pura jal raha tha par mai pii li aur teeno boys ne nahi piya sayad jaan buj ke. To shubham ne apni baniyan utari, rahul ne apna jeans, or rohit ne apni shirt.Fir se peg banaya aur iss baar mai bhi pii nahi paayi aur ab sab force karne lage ki arpana utaro kapde. To maine apna top utar di aur maine boli ki mai ab nahi khel rahi hu kyuki maine. After the diner my wife whispers a command to me then lets me out of thestroller, as the music and dancing begins, at one point I'm even draggedout to the dance floor for a few dances. Finally as the night is comingto an end and they start announcing the winners, third place goes to acouple dressed as Frankenstein and the bride of Frankenstein, secondplace went to a Playboy bunny and an elf and first place went to my wifeand me! I'm wheeled up on stage to loud applause and shouting! I hear. While we were watching others, others were watching us. Guys would swing by, pause, nod then amble slowly away.“They’re checking you out.” Jim told me absently. “Next time one wanders by just swing your knees apart nonchalantly. Flash your smooth cunt for them.”I did and got a hell of a thrill. It wasn’t long before I was rolling onto my side to face them and lifting my knee which opened me up perfectly. With Jim’s encouragement I started to make eye contact. Some stopped and. She was spooling out a belt, my belt, taking the buckle inher hand as well as the other end, leaving nearly a foot of heavy brownleather dangling from her fist.?What are you doing?? I asked, my brain searching for answers. Sure, I?dheard about spanking before but this is the 21st century. It?s not likeanyone does anything so barbaric anymore. Those thoughts lasted barelythirty seconds. With a flash she raised the belt up and slapped it downonto the flowery panties and my ass.I squealed. ?Owww!.