I’m about 5 foot 4 inches tall and of about medium build. I have never been unfaithful to my wife in all the years I’ve been married and I never t...ought I would either.This story really starts when my wife uses to go for night shifts due to client requirements in her company. On my way to flat I bumped into my neighbour who is a 30 year house wife who has one kid although looking at her very sexy body you wouldn’t believe she has had kid. Her name is Pooja (Name changed), she has ample tits. "Sorry," I said, looking away. "I shouldn't have done that." Agnes had self-consciously—or subconsciously—swept the rest of her hair back behind her ears, securing whatever I had missed. I felt my face go from hot, to red hot. I looked down at my clamped-together hands, wishing I were anywhere but on that bus. Agnes sat back against the seat and looked out the window."I should move," I muttered, almost unintelligibly."Please don't." Her right hand moved and hovered just above my clasped hands.. It was about eleven. Not long after, I we heard noises from down the hall and got up, put on our nighties and went to look. We thought we knew what it was and we were right. We followed the noise to Mom and Dads room. We peeked in and we were right. Mom and Dad were making love. They were naked and Dad was on top of Mom, between her legs, and his butt was going up and down. Mom giggled and said Dick me Dick. We watched for a couple of minutes and then started back to our room. We knew that. Your legs are shaking, your body is tormented by the position you are being made to maintain, your nipples are beginning to feel the pain more intensely, and the cane marks really sting. “Why do I feel so alive?” you ask yourself. Just as you start to question your submission to this treatment, your back feels the flogger strike, catching your sides and breasts and at the same time, the big phallus starts its journey into your core. The pattern continues. The flogger and the push from the.