The thought of that was, annoyingly, enough for me to not need to use the safewords most of the time. This time I'd get it anyway, so maybe I could be...r more than usual; I do want to please Kennedy.Then she kissed me, stood up and went to my rear. Before I noticed the paddle was still on the desk, there were a couple of sharp stinging whacks on my behind. I hadn't managed to summon up the safeword before she was back at my head, saying, "Thank you. I do so enjoy that." Well, at least I'd. My Aunt Roshni Roshni used to do the household works as we didn’t employ any servant in the home. So I got to see her cleavage many times. She used to wear a saree, and most of the times, her pallu wouldn’t be covering her breasts as it would pass between them onto her shoulders. I liked the view of her breasts poking out through her blouse. And her ass was great, as far as my knowledge goes; my Aunt Roshni Roshni had the best swaying ass I had ever seen. During the days when I attained. His politeness and dress made me feel slightly off, but also calmed me. I didn’t think he would hurt or rob me.“Good night, Bernie,” I said turning from the doorway.“Good night, Miss Anne,” he said softly.I picked up my book and wine glass as I passed the couch and deposited the glass in the sink. I turned off the light and went to my bedroom. I closed the door to my room and turned down the bed. Just as I clicked the light off I heard footstep just outside my door. I stood still and listened.. ” He definitely wasn't timid, going straight for my pussy to finger me. He got me wet as we kissed and I was soaked by the time we parked.He said he loved my pussy and I said, “No… tonight it’s your pussy.”Roy also couldn’t keep his hands off my ass. He didn’t even stop when an older couple walked down the stairs as we went up to his apartment. It was a typical bachelor pad — and a roommate was on the couch watching TV. I said “Hello and bye” at the same time as Roy ushered me into a smelly.