Tab main half pant air t-shirt pehena tha aur bo skirt aur top peheni thi aur bo mujhe seduce kar rahithi.Mujhe acha lag raha tha but kese kahunu samj...a nehi pa raha tha kahini no gusa na kare to achanak bo iss tarah bethi ki mujhe uski panty dikhai dene lagi to ma dekhta hi raha gaya aur kese bolun to akhri main maine bola ki teri panty dikh raha he to bo boli to kya hua to main kuch nehini bola aur dekhne laga. To bo boli kesa laga maine kaha acha to bo boli sex ka khel khele (chatara khela. Its the alcohol!!" Vicki just giggled at her. "Its ok Cailey, I agree" I said, hoping to ease the tension, but my head went back to the thoughts I had out on the floor. "Yeah and its not the alcohol!! You know you want me..... beoch" Vicki laughed, then licked her finger and planted it on her ass making a hissing sound. Once again my jaw dropped, and Cailey blushed bright pink. Vicki reached across my lap, and planted a hand on Cailey's, pulled her in close, and then kissed her. At. Hearing about the other guests perked up her spirits some andmade her open to accepting that she was coming to celebrateThanksgiving with my family. I guess it was for she was not going tobe out of place there. My parents believe that family is beyondblood. Stacy is family, so she is coming.BRB, someone is ringing my doorbell.That no good SOB, Gary just came to my house. He tried to invade thesafe place I made for Stacy here when I told him to leave. I wouldnot allow him in and when he said he. She was nowimmobilized in the traditional manner for institutional whipping and her strong,smooth-skinned back lay bare and ready for the lash. Her torturer, the shirt-sleeved Corporal Jones, at six foot and one inch,towered over his victim. He was powerfully built and kept his physique in excellentcondition. He had selected a single-thong, standard military whip used, albeitrarely these days, for punishment of recalcitrant soldiers. It measured aboutseven feet in length and was made from.