Kyuki shriyanjali nashe mai thi usse sab kuch acche se yaad ni. After clubbing humne taxi le or room pohonch gaye. Maine pehle shriyanjali ka room kho...a or usse uske bed pe leta dia. Uski saase tej thi or chooch upar neeche horahe the. Woh shiskaria le rahi thi. Maine usse pucha tumhe kuch or chahye… Usne bola haan… Maine usko pucha kya chahye darling. Usne bola please mere saath sojao mujhe akele daar lagta hai. Maine bola ok or mai uske saath bed pe let gaya. Kuch minute ke baad ussne bola. "Is it good? Do you love that pussy?" I love this fucking pussy," I told her."I love you," she whispered, so low I almost didn't hear. "I love your cock in me," she gasped. "I love it so much. I need it. I need it. I need it!" She continued that mantra, faster and faster, the words rolling into a wild, unending blur as I fucked her harder and harder until the bed quaked and her whole body was shaking beyond her control. "Cum in me, big brother," she demanded. "Cum in your good little whore!"I. But I don’t have any of these types of clothes with me.Me: Don’t worry, Vallyemma. Let’s take a trial today. Bring an old blouse of yours and scissors too.Vallyemma went in and brought an old blouse and a pair of scissors. I took scissors and cut off the arms of that blouse. While cutting, I removed the maximum possible amount of cloth in the process. I spread the blouse and told her, “You have one, now.”She was happy and took it from my hand. I told her, “So why are you waiting? Go and try it. ..you were gone for 47 minutes...so how about 47 swats onthat cute little bubble-butt of yours and we'll call it even. Soundfair, Miss Blue?"What could she say to that? "Yes, Sir, you're too kind, Sir," shesniffed."And remember to thank me after each blow, my dear. This is for your ownbenefit." Yes, Sir."And so it began. CRACK! Skye's macho pretence wilted under the pain ofthe vicious paddle. She wailed and cried and blubbed like a new-born."Thank you, Sir" she whimpered, softly.CRACK. Each.