Dono logo ka sarir garam ho chuka tha aur pasine bhi nikal rahe the kiss karte karte mai naavi pe pahucha mujhe kisi bhi lady me uski naavi sabse jyad... aakarshit karti hai isliye naavi pe aaraam se kiss karne laga mami thoda angdaai lene lagi par abhi bhi unhone ne ek shabd nahi bola nahi maine yaha tak to thik tha phir mai pairon se kiss karna suru kiya aur unke petticoat ko aaraam apne muh se upar ki ore sarka sarka ke sabhi jagaho pe kiss karne laga ab mai mami ke jaangho pe pahuchaWow kya. On some dreary so-called S&M website a group once attacked me for pointing out that whipping had everything to do with sex…..and if not, said I, then they should all go and join the prison service or something. I may have over-argued the point by referring them to judicial punishment, but that seems to be the flavour today. Cold-bloodied, selfish, self-satisfying self-indulgence taking it out on another guy's flesh and bones because it makes you feel powerful and superior…. No concept of. I loved the attention they gave me and I didn't have to really compete with any other girls, since there was only two other females that worked with me. One was a lesbian and preferred to dress like a guy, and the other spent a lot of time hiding at our desks, besides that, at 23, I was the youngest and eager to please everyone. But, as much as I loved the attention they gave, there was one coworker's attention I craved the most, and that was Daniel's. My 27 year old coworker, was one. The cheeky bugger! But I figured it would provide some cover - we would look like a business couple on a stop over. A middle aged manager with his middle aged secretary who was clearly dressing to impress. Obviously after a rise of some sort.So finally the day was here. We'd agreed a location and time. We'd worked out how we would know each other and just be sure, we had even agreed a code word! I sat in the hotel bar with my wife, both of us nervous and excited, not knowing what to expect. She.