I went near her and laid my hand on her thighs just to ease the tension. Then we started staring at each other’s eyes. Maybe my wife understood the ...ust in my eyes that she turned and showed her back to me. She was trying to remove her saree but I just caught her shoulders and started kissing on her neck.My wife immediately turned and started kissing me like a mad dog all over my face. I was doing the same to her. We stopped for a moment and she started to feel shy. I again looked into her. I had not noticed the riding crop in Aunt Margaret's left hand, but as I came within range, without diminishing her assault on Mrs. Monroe, she apprised me of its presence by slashing it across the back of my bare thigh."Ow!" I yelled, dancing from the pain.Aunt Margaret was not to be distracted. "I said strip! If I have to tell you again, you will not be able to sit even when they let you back into the school!"Oh, shit! That could not be good! She already knew about my suspension! I should. This includes the intentionalphonetic mispronunciations (to match the desired dialect). "IvonaReader" also permits you to have an unfamiliar (or unfamiliar) voiceread the story back to you if the reader would like to lay back, closetheir eyes, completely relax, and enjoy the aural content of sensualstimulation and arousal without being "distracted" in having to focus ona computer screen (with one eye open) to try and read the text with onehand (while holding their dick in the other). Also, this. “It’s just a home. James said with a smile as he looked over at me. “It happens to be my home that I share with five very horny women and my son, but it is just a home none the less! I hope you don’t mind, but I am going to put you up in the bed off of my study. It is quiet in there and you should be safe from being accidentally fucked in the middle of the night!” With that he lead me through a dark room with a huge desk and shelves filled with books and miniature cars to a small room with.