Her hands curl around the cool glass and beads of condensation slip between her fingers. ‘I’m a little raw this evening, if you could tone down th... cat o’ nine tails to maybe a cat o’ five tails, I’d appreciate it.’ She delivers this is a quiet voice and tries to take another sip, eyes downcast. His hand closes over her glass and his smile is again silken and his voice harsh. ‘No. We’re leaving. Unless you want a public flogging and not a private one.’ The glass is extricated from her nerveless. Ab mummy bhi thodi shaant ho gayi thi aur dheere dheere apni gaand aage peeche karke uncle ke lund ko apni gaand mein ghuswa rahi thi. Gaand ki garmi se uncle ka josh aur bad gaya aur dhakko ki speed aur tez ho gayi.Dono chudai mein kho chuke the.“Le meri rand. Kya maal hai, meri jaan Leela tu.”Mummy bhi madak siskariya leke uncle ka josh bada rahi thi.“Kya lund hai aapka. Maza aa gaya. Chodo mujhe. Aaj se main tumhari randi hu. Pyas bhuja di tumne meri.”Uncle ne apni speed tez ki aur ek. Instead he rubbed her clit, just barely peeking out from her swollen lips. She squirmed. He let the taste of her hit the back of his mouth and went down for more. I can be happy with just this, he thought. I don’t need to run and howl as long as she’s here for me. Part of him still held back…but another, more immediate part of him was aching like a wound and eager for the relief Diana’s body offered. He continued licking until the quivering of her gratification sent tremors all through him.. Mein to uska badan dekh kar heiran raha gaya uske boobs uske bra mein nahi sama rahe the aur bahar aane ke liye bekarar thein aur uski gaand ka kya kahana usha us roop mein badi madak lag rahi thi……. Usne phir mujhe kaha “ samadhan saang na re mi kashi disate, mala tar log kali mahnun ignore karatat and koni pan majhyakade bagat nahi, aisa kahar usne bra utar phenki aur boobs mere muh ke saamane laaye aur kaha bag samadhan haat laun bagh kiti kadak aahe aani he bag majhe nipple shakeela sarakhe.