Each time she was forced to kiss the whip, stained with her blood after all this time, before the next episode of torture commenced. She had refused t... submit to this humiliation only once - never would she repeat that defiance, not after what they did to punish her. The ten lashes had been doubled, putting her in bed with delirium for a week. When the whippings were over she would always have to thank the pirate who had flogged her before being cut down. They'd make her go on her knees and. Over the next few years I traveled back with my mom for a couple visits but nothing happened with him. Occasionally when we would be together in close quarters with the rest of the family he would squeeze in between myself and someone else and “accidently” brush across my breasts but nothing happened, even close to our kiss years before. I finally came to the realization that maybe he really didn't have the same feelings as I did and he had no consideration for me at all. In 1997 the whole. I.e, my brother occupied between me and my chithi.We were all talking for a while and I don’t know when my brother and sister went to sleep. She made them sleep and turned towards me inquired about my college life and girl friends.I said that its going well and I don’t have any girl friend except you from the beginning.She busted into laughter and teasingly she said you are the same !! And you are not changed. She pulled my hand and gave a kiss. I took it back from her lip so that I won’t. Her pussy filled in the most delightful way as she came to rest on his body. She rested, impaled on his cock. With eyes closed she listened to the waterfall and his breathing. A twitch of his cock sent shivers through her body, another and she was fully aware of his desire. He looked up seeing her silhouette against the lighter sky. The leaves above created a halo around her blond hair giving her facial features an indefinable beauty. It was a moment etched in his memory. He thrust upward. She.