I had never known her to go on a date. The only dances she attended she was with a group of girls.She was from a strict Catholic family, so before we ...ver went out, I had to meet her parents to get their approval. The first couple of dates were movies at her house, I guess to demonstrate that I was serious about getting to know her. Even after that, she could only go out once per week, and had to be home by 11pm. So we didn’t have a great deal of time alone together. In seven weeks of “dating”. She was glowing and looking real sex goddess. She looked towards me and smiled. She kept her purse on table and then I called her. I made her sit on my lap and then I removed her dupatta and kissed her lips and pressed her boobs. Then I placed my face on her cleavage and started kissing her boobs. After 4-5 minutes I told her to take out black panty, bra and sandal from the packet which I had brought and wear them.She took out bra and panty from packet and went to the toilet which is in cabin. Laughing the whole time. They stuck his glans full. Then it was more whipping. This time the focus was solely on the genitals. The whipping moved the needles in his cock, pushing them in deeper, some out from the other side, some getting pushed out altogether. Most of them stayed in, though. They kept on whipping for maybe ten minutes, and by then the screams had tapered into something more of a hoarse whine. He still struggled nicely.They stopped. The whips had caused blood to spill out from. Reprise, but I woke at my usual 7:00 and this time she only murmured and turned over. There was a strong temptation to wake her, but by this point my stamina was flagging a little and I resisted. I climbed into the shower, dressed—once more with lingering gazes toward the bed where she lay only half-covered—and Asmedogh and I went downstairs.After coffee I decided to take her at her word and do my warm-up. I didn't know whether I woke her or not, but there wasn't a sound from upstairs all the.