I stop myself just before beginning the movement to strike it across her bright red bottom. I suddenly find myself unable to continue with the punishm...nt. I stand like a statue looking at her bent over holding onto the chair. Her head down, eyes closed waiting for me to humiliate her further. My brain tells me that I should continue as I have made the commitment to punish her and told her what I will do. However my heart is telling me that enough is enough and that there is no reason to carry. I’d better tune in and see how Sam’s doing. “Oh fuck!… I’m cumming again, Johnny! I love your cock!” I decided to take the initiative and flipped her around, nudged her head toward the glass. She gasped as she looked down into the street. As I began to pound her from behind, I could see the figures of people standing in their high-rises apartments across the street, staring at us—some with cameras. “The neighbors are watching,” she said softly. She looked down into the street. “Oh my god, it’s. Kisi ne pahli baar mere land ko pakda tha .us bakt mai muth bhi marna nahi janta tha mera jyada sex ke bare me knowlegde nahi tha ……..us bakt mera pura land khada ho gaya to rupa dar gayi aur sahlana chor kar dushre taraf muh kar ke so gayi.mera man kabhi bhi galat nahi tha mai sochta tha ki ye meri bahan hai.magar us bakt mai pagal ho gaya mera bhi man karne laga ki mai bhi papa ki tarah hi khub chodu kyoki papa muumy ko raat bhar chod rahe the….mai mummy ko chodna chahta tha lekin bahan ko. His eyes travel up the black lacy stockings that cover my long legs pausing on the g-string and garter belt before trailing up to the tightly laced corset and settling on the curve of my breasts. I take one step closer towards him narrowing the distance between us. “We certainly do,” I agree, taking my scarf from his hand but his hold is tight. Our eyes meet and the amount of unresolved tension between us fills the room. The soft sound of rain from outside is the only thing we can hear as we.