"Ouch!" I yelped and my legs lay flat. "I said, get on your knees," Eric repeated and the crop smacked against the back of each thigh. I rose slightly...to my knees, approximately half of what he was looking for, embarrassed to have my butt in the air. "More!" he snapped and again the tool pelted my thigh. The riding crop is intimidating in appearance only. Eric knows this. When I did not move, he crossed over to the box again and this time pulled out a brightly colored ping pong paddle. A warm. It wasn’t until we had passed Babali, and I had settled more comfortably in my seat that I became aware of the woman in the seat opposite. Dark glasses obscured a slim face under a swept-up Black hairstyle, exposing very long pendant ear-rings, which touched her silk-clad shoulders. She was reading a paper-back copy of what appeared to be a Bollywood actress novel in the original Marathi. Interesting, I thought. But what were most fascinating about her were her fingernails. They were longer. Dekhne lag gaya thodi der me anty chai lekar aayi fir hum tino chi pine lage lekin meri najar toAunty ke boobs par tik gayi thi tabhi anty ne kaha aaj to me puri thak chuki hu pura badan dard kar raha he to maine kaha kya me apke pair daba du to anty ne fat se ha kah di Fir anty muje apne bedroom me le gayi aur uncle main room t.v. dekh rahe the fir maine anty ke pairo ke panjo par oil lagaya aur acupressure tarike se uske foot ka masaj kiya anty ne kaha tumhare hatho me to jado he meri puri. Minutes later the spunk is cleaned up and Hannah’s kneeling, giving me a surprisingly expert blow job, while I sniff the panties that I’ve just made her take off. Lovely and sweaty after a day in class. I've only just cum so it's going to take her ages. Although I do get hard again unsurprisingly quickly.She alternates between licking the bell end, with special concentration on tonguing the banjo string, with nice deep throat insertions. Wonder who taught her that? It’s not deep enough for me.