The third blow was much harder and it seemed to knock the breath out ofLisa. Suddenly she felt like everything was moving in slow motion. Shefelt her ...hin body shaking like a frightened animal's. She felt the coldair around her stocking tops. She felt Collins stroke her butt againwith his hand, his finger running up the lacy material of her thong,over her anus this time. Then a seconds' pause before she felt the beltcome down again, then the wave of pain half a second later. She heardherself. Mai ne apnakamis nikal diya aur mohan ka hath mere bra ke hook pe rakh ke usekholne ko kaha aur mene meri bra utar di to mohan mere boobs kodekhane laga – kya dekhate ho mohan pakdo na ise dabao mere boobs komeri nipple pakad ke tumahre muh mai lo,Fir mai ne mere boob ko pakad ke jaise maa apne bachche ko dudhapilatu hai waise hi mohan ko meri god mai leke mere boob usake muhmai diya to mohan darte darte mere boob ko chusne laga – mem sabdudha nahi aata kya – are mere raja abhi dudha nahi. And your panties." Panties?" Tony asked.Never have I been so humiliated in my life."Martha! Don't..." Shut up. Don't look at me like that. Pull your pants down Faggot! Right now!"The thought of disobeying her, defying her, crossed my mind. For about a millisecond. We were living together. The lease was in her name. Plus, I was totally besotted with her. The sex was spectacular.She was staring at me angrily.As if I had entered some strange dream world, I stood up in front of Martha and Tony. He. “In the morning, dear. Actually, not until eleven or so.”“If Gordy does a load and then starts the dryer and we take the Range Rover to be serviced, that’ll be good timing. Do you prefer Puma or Caltex? Those are the nearest. There’s a BP and a Coles a bit further.”“I’m not devout.”“Some folks are. Want a drink?”“No, thanks. The sun and the salt air and the food are enough. I’ll wash up and go to bed.”Tuesday went as planned. I “did” my clothes; then Evans and I drove the Range Rover to the.