.. the rose tattoo of fingerprint from me on you ...Ahhh! Ahhhh! Ahhh! Your moaning now is part of the rhythm, one after another. I walk away for a wh...le but you hardly notice. When I come back the next slaps are different, more intense. In each of my hands is a short, broad leather paddle and the rhythm starts again, alternating from one cheek to another in the same slow but inevitable sequence. SLAP! .... SLAP! .... SLAP! Let it out! .... Let it out!"I can't!!!!" You yell out, crying. ...i wanted to thank you for keeping working''''ok....and''i look around so shyi lowered my pants he smile wide''get in we cant get seen here''my hearth pounding i got in the van , he drove away''get your pants down again we need to talk about this''i was in my little panty my cage bulging it perfetly''you are very vey cute in this''he reach and touch my crotch his whole hand closing on my cage''ohhhhh yes i wasnt sure, nice i love sub sissy boy wearing this in porn i watch , never seen one in. As the dark morning light came rushing through the window, I caught a glance of myself in the empty wine bottle next to my bed. Beside the bottle was $350 in 50’s. It was gone in a couple minutes as a busty mature woman got dressed and picked up the money. I didn’t know who she was so I asked ‘Who the fuck are you?’ She laughed as she said ‘You don’t remember me? Figures. Last night was fun. Thanks for the money.’ After that, she left. As I tried to get myself up, my head felt as if it has. Mai bhi poori tarah se uttejit ho chuki thi. Fir maine ushe sidha leta kar maine uska towel khol diya. Uska Lund naag ki tarah fanfana kar tan gaya. Fir wo bhi mere samne poora nanga tha. Ush din maine pahli baar kisi mard ko pura nanga dekh rahi thi aur mai khud bhi kisi mard ke samne nangi hui thi. Yaha tak ki mai apne pati ke samne kahi poori nangi nahi hui thi.Fir mai ush ke upar leit kar uske hotho ko choosne lagi. Kuch der baad uske seene ko choomte hue niche khisak kar Lund tak pahuch.