Eliza reached in and spread the lube more carefully and started to push a finger inside her. I felt Sylvia flinch and I gripped her more strongly. I w...tched in fascination as Eliza’s finger slowly disappeared. First one knuckle then the second, until she was as far as she could go.“She is very tight. I think this might be her first time.”She pulled her finger out but there was to be no respite. This time two fingers went in, again all the way, and then stayed in place. Slowly Sylvia seemed to. As we went to eat, Kurt asked me.“So how was school?” Kurt trying to break the silence.“It was okay sir.” I answered.“hahaha,, it’s Kurt, don’t call me sir in my house.” He joked out.“Hmm,, even in the office,, “ I smiled.“So where did your wife and your c***dren go Kurt, if you won’t mind.” I felt awkward asking.“Oh! Paris.” He answered shortly.I didn’t try asking more as I felt embarrassed asking about it. So we continued eating. The food was so good. I should commend how good he cooks the. Ghin tho aayi or bura bhi laga par socha didi ko tho chudna hii hai , or woo maza bhi le rahni hne tho knyo naa mai bhi maza hii le lnu, mere lund chumte hii nadeem kee mhuse halki sii “ahhhhhh” kii aaz nikal gayi, woo merii taraf dheka or bolaNadeem-” mderchod hjade raand kii paidis kya mast idea aaya ter ko? Hne….. Kahnaa se aathe hne tum lnogo ko ese idea? Maderchod saare ke saare hindu pandit tere jase hijde hote tho kya maza aata ,wase thum lnogo kii bhane tho hamrii randi hoti hii hne ”. ”I fling the paddle. Wham. It lands on his right butt cheek. A surprised sputter escapes his throat, but I grab his neck and push him down. He swallows his protests.“That’s a lie,” I say. “I need the truth.”“Be-because I wish to study here, and this is the only way.”Wham. The other cheek, with more intensity.“The. Truth.”Jordan bends his knees.“What do you want me to say?”Wham. Wham.“What you don’t want to admit even to yourself.”His butt cheeks gain an adorable rosy tint. I hurl the pad two.