Sham ko jab hum waha pahuche to hotel me jaake bhaiya ne bola is hotel me sirf couple allowed he mene ek room galti se isme book kar diya he ab kya ka...e pure pase waste honge to mummy ne kaha waste kyo honge me or tum reh lete he sona hi to he bas unko kya pata ki me tumhari mami hu .To unke dost ne keh diya nice idea to mujhe bhi ha kehna pada mujhe pata tha ki meri ma aj bhaiya ki randi banegi but me kya karta .For bhaiya ne mujhe bola ki koi piche kon he to ye may bolna mummy he bolna frnd. Despu?s de unos cuantos segundos apareci? el resultado "usted viajar? a la Ciudad De M?xico al a?o 1975"; dije esto tiene que ser una broma seg?n esta cosa voy a viajar un a?o antes de mi nacimiento y lo cual para ser sincero no me entusiasma mucho. Sin embargo, de ser posible este viaje, me gustar?a ver como viv?a mi abuelo. ?l falleci? cuando yo a?n era un ni?o y casi no lo conoc?, tengo vagos recuerdos sobre su persona, sin embargo, esto no ha sido impedimento para sentir una total. .he grabbed me by the arm and bent me over his desk. He told me to keep my hands on the desk. Then he pulled out a big black paddle and showed me. He asked one more time for the note. I honestly didnt believe he would do it. Corporal punishment is banned in our school.. The first hit didn't even hurt, and I didn't make a sound. He hit me with the paddle 5 more times, then asked for the note again. I refused. He then pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties. I started to struggle, but he. It was a heady combination and rather devastating.She'd realized something else, too. She loved sex with Dad. It was just about the best thing she'd ever experienced, even better than dancing. For some strange reason she had yet to figure out, her climaxes were getting stronger. Was it because she was so relaxed with him now? Was it because she wasn't as shy about her body? It was hard to be shy with Dad around. He showed such boyish appreciation and delight about every part of her - especially.