The crop tapped against her lower back. “What do you say.” “Thank you, sir.” “Ask for the next one.” “Number two, please, sir.” T...e cane cut the air again. Impossibly, it was worse, lower on her ass, right where the strap and the paddle had fallen so many times. She cried out, nearly a scream, and her body pulled with all her strength against the leather straps. Suddenly she understood why she’d been tied. By the fifth one, she was crying hard, lost in the pain, her body slick with sweat.. "Sure." She snatched my hooters. "These are nice and firm. They should be your main attraction, but you usually wear sweaters, or t-shirts like this one. You should be wearing dresses around dinnertime. You know, ones that'll show these off," she suggested, squeezing them. "I guess, but I have you and Austin around here a lot. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable." "Okay, well, maybe show them off a little bit at least. How about in the bedroom, do you wear lingerie or anything sexy to. Lekin wo bahut patla kapda tha. Waise wo lungi lag nahi rahi thi, kyuki mere lund ki shape usme se poori dikh rahi thi.Aunty ab meri pant sil rahi thi, aur main unke baaju mein khada tha. Tabhi aunty boli-Aunty: Pant to bahut zyada fati hui hai teri, aur kapda bhi jeans type hi hai. Dekhte hai kya hota hai iska.Tabhi achanak aunty ki nazar meri lungi ke ubhaar pe gayi. Aunty aise dekh rahi thi, jaise lund ko nikaal kar lollipop jaisa choosna chaalu kar dengi. Tabhi maine khaasne ki acting ki,. My lips brushed the edge of it, breath fanning across the skin, as I whispered, ‘Fuck me.’ That released gentle laughter, but what he did next was not so gentle. No pretense, no moment of hesitation. There was no teasing. He simply moved his hips, pushed forward, and eased inside of me. I fell back against the pillows with a small sound and he released my wrists from their prison. Immediately, I took the initiative to grasp onto his shoulders. He stayed there, unmoving, for a few moments more,.