HEADY"We laughed"Do you want to try and get your cock in there now?" I grinned "yyy... Yeah.. God, yes PLEASE ! I'm not sure what I’m doing, you k...ow" Give me" I said and spread my legs as wide as they can go, and another foot besidesI took the big head in my hand and pulled it towards my cunt opening"Do we need a condom?" he asked suddenlyI shook my head and smiled enigmatically"Come on in" I said "but be careful, it's very tight" I explained The big head lodged in the opening and for a. . OOOO ... NOO . . . OOOOOOO!” “After I have given it to you. I do not think you will insult me again in a hurry ... nor will you disobey my orders....” “NOO . . . OOOOOO . . . NO . . . OOOOOO!” “Look at the rod ... look at it ...” Madame Vesta thrust the cane before Isabel’s terrified eyes. “It’s going across your backside until you’ll wish you’d never been born!” “NOOOOOO ... OOOOOOOOOOOO!” “Oh, yes! You’ll learn; when it comes to pain, that a lady’s bottom and a peasant’s are very much. Still a virgin – waiting for a good partner. Write to me at The story – Here it goes – I am a software engineer in Mumbai and most of my work involves a lot of travelling to my client places and too much of stress and headache. Indian clients they always want the machine to do all the work but they are not ready to spend some extra money. So it is quite hard working with them. After one such hard-working day I was relaxing in a local train compartment in Mumbai at around 10:30 pm – my work ends. ”“In that case,” I said grabbing an extra cup, “have some wine, Suchitra. And you certainly won’t be driving an automobile.” She took the full cup from my fingers. This was the hand I masturbated with I thought as our fingers touched briefly. I filled our cups several times as we talked. I was getting a pleasant little “buzz,” not drunk, but feeling good. She had kicked out of her sandals and was sitting Indian-style on the quilts. She didn’t seem intoxicated either. When she moved I caught.