Thodi der ke baad maine uski salwar bhi utar di uske baad usne mere cloths bhi utar diye main ab sirf apne under wear main the maine shirt ke niche ku...h nahi phenta tha jab use milna ho kyo ki use pasand nahi tha ,phir maine use bhao me utha liya or use lekar bedroom me chala gay or use bed par lita diya.Maine uske upar let gaya or kiss kane laga, or thodi der ke baad maine uske bra utar di or boobs ko suck karne kaga aaj muje kuch jyada hi maja aa raha tha, phir kiss karte hue maine niche ki. Thanks for every second since you were born.It’s a few days later now. I’m in Asim’s apartment. The previous paragraph is a bit saccharine and I’m actually doing okay, so I was going to delete it. But then, this is just a journal. I’m writing this as a personal record for when I’m older. My memory is quite good, actually, but I do get half my genes from my dad and he’s daft as a brush. Not actually demented, but not right in the head either. So I’ll let it stand, just to remind the future me. As I was afraid of any pain and did not see the point of it all Petra!In my mind for long time I connected bare-ass spanking over the knee with very humiliating punishmentI gave in after his lectures about pleasures it causes and he made me so very horny I tried one timeNice way to turn-on from embarrassment being bare bottom up and hit hard, as his caresses are so sexy!Naughty I felt more after than before his spanking and caressing me, to come so hard bent over his lapEven now I often think. Then Caitlin pressed one of the buttons on the handle, and the steady pulse changed to a harder, regular beating throb.“Oh fuck,” I gasped.Caitlin leant over and began to unbutton my blouse, revealing my little flowery bra. I reached up and pulled my blouse off my shoulders, wanting to take it off. As Caitlin pushed my bra up off my tits, I managed to unclip the strap, and between us we managed to drag both bra and blouse off, so I was topless.I felt so naked in front of her. Was it really.