WHACK! THWACK! One on each cheek! Marvelous. THWACK! WHACK! SNAP! CRACK! Blotchy red marks were appearing on her vanilla cheeks, and all was well. I u...ed my right hand with vigor, and I heard a few low moans from Mariah, but she took pain much better than that idiot Charisma McCloskey from forty years ago.After about ten minutes of the hairbrush, I remembered the razor strop. My oldest daughter, Stephanie, is married now, but I keep the strop behind the door and often when she comes home, I. Well, lets just say I get a little frisky feeling. So I usually stop there."Becky frowned. "Oh come on Sandy, you can't get that bad. Hell, I'm the same way after a few drinks. I've been known to really let my hair down and surprise a few people. So come on, if I'm having another, you sure as hell can!"Craig was grinning from ear to ear. He knew his wife, and seriously knew that more than two drinks, anything and everything was possible."Well, ok... but just one more. Anything after that and. My maternal aunt (mami) is age of my mother and she is also so beautiful. Her boobs are so attractive and she has got a marvelous smile. In our society mami is treated like bhabhi (elder brother’s wife), so from very beginning she started talking me openly and did some healthy fun with me. She was age of my mother so I always kept a distance from her. Her son Amit and I were relatives before but became good friends soon. It all started on last Holi. Holi was on Sunday. Mami ringed and called me. I just made her blow a gasket. I still wanted a good relationship with her if nothing else. I wanted to go right in, but I gave her some time to cool off. After an hour, I went in there, and sat next her, as she shed a few tears.“I'm sorry I called you an asshole, you are the opposite of that,” Jenna told me.“It's okay,” I replied.“Why is the only guy that truly wants to spend time with me my step brother?” Jenna had to know."Don't let life get you down,” I replied, as we hugged each other.“Why.