Your fiancé on the other hand... Does he know?"Her head dropped to stare at her lightly clasped hands. She studied her sport-length nails that were p...inted a pale pink that coordinated with her dusty blue pant suit. She felt her embarrassment spread. "No." Really? Why not? Shouldn't you be upfront and tell him it was a mistake and move on?" Are you crazy?" she asked with a laugh. "It would make him extremely angry. Besides he really wants the opportunity to work with you and your company and it. Well, we can push them, and see! They won't have a lot of choice in the matter." I wonder if they slept well?"More laughter from the group, who knew the victims were chained in the barn after a rough night in the cold and a rather severe flogging the night before."You should have seen the girl last night... she looked so sweet during the flogging, she has muscles and you could see every one of them tense with each lick of that whip."And so the conversation went.A few of the members heard the. You are the giver of both pleasure and pain. Never let them forget that."I walked over to J whatever and slapped her across the ass with more force than I actually intended. I honestly thought she was going to pick the couch up with her bellowing but still muffled yelling."Stop it and relax." I commanded.I didn't work. She was flailing like I'd tossed her into a frying pan. I slapped her ass again, this time even harder and repeated, "Stop it and relax."She stopped. She didn't relax but she did. T he unka fir usne mera pent khol diya aur mere lond ko hath me lekar khelne lagi yaha meri halat kharab ho rahi thi mene bhi himat karke uske boobs dabane laga uper se kya boobs the fir mene bola bhabi aap apna kurta utar dona to usne wo utar diya baad me mene uske boobs ko kya pakad ke dabaya fir doodh piya uska (lekinaata nahi tha)fir mene usko bola bhabhi ab to muje aap ko chodna he to bolti he neki aur puch puch fir me ne uskislvar utar di kya choot thi ek dam badam jese mene to usko mooh.