.Good boy..All the best..Ha ha ha..Shes thinking im studying but instead I am fuckkking!!!That day I took the breakfast and searched for my aunty thro...gh my window, but couldnt see her and I slept on for hours and when I woke up its 3 pm in the evening, my mom asked me to have lunch and I immediate had it and peeped through my window to see my aunt drying the clothes in her lawn, I gave her a signal and she responded it with a huge smile on her face, we are just signalling through the window. She soon fell, and was dragged along behind Eric, pleading for him to stop. He did, but only to return and slap her several more times.Eric dragged her into one of the available bedrooms and slammed the door. He then proceeded to amuse himself with her body. His hands were all over her. Not gentle, loving hands, no — his were hands that squeezed and pinched painfully, nails that scratched and left marks on her tender young flesh. Because of her white collar, signifying that she was a virgin and. " That's terrible!" Liz said. "But that doesn't mean you failed. Look at you now. You picked yourself up, went back to college and made a new life. You're still a success and anyone that isn't proud of you can go to hell. I'm proud of you."I scoffed at the notion."I couldn't have done it!" Liz said. "Do you know what my backup plan was?" No," I admitted."Me, either," Liz declared. "If I failed at this I would have probably wound up living with my parents and joining them in the weed business. I. Sorry-Daddy.” Getting into the swing of things the third strike was particularly ruthless. I strike you so hard that I can see your labia become engorged as it burns an even deeper red. “Please let me rub it daddy, it hurts so much.” I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of masturbating, it would defy the whole point of the punishment in the first place. The punishment is twelve lashes and twelve lashes you will get.“Four...Sorry...Daddy”. “Ah! Five...Sorry Daddy”.“Six.. Oh!-Sorry-Daddy”.I.