...................................................................................Georg was fucking his wife from the rear when he noticed faint mark... across Agathe’s Otherwise perfect bottom . He traced a line along one of the lines and asked “are these the marks of the cane my darling” ? Agathe was close to yet another orgasm as she gasped ,her voice faltering with passion, “ Papa cane’s us regularly , and Elsa too”.Georg was a firm believer in strict discipline for c***dren and wives as. Aunty dikhne me to savli hai pan uska figar uske boobs uski gand jo bhi dekhle uska dewana ho jaye. aunty hamesa sadi hi pehti hai. aur uske ghar se mari tuning kafi achi he. kyuki me unke husband kobhi company me kafi help karta tha. jab bhi aunty aur me lift me eksath jate the tab uska boobs ki darar dekhte hi lund khada ho jata tha. kafi icha thi aunty ko chodne ki. par moka nahi milta tha.ek din uske husband ka ph aaya k sandip tu meri company me aa sakta hai sham ko 6 baje. muje teri help. Winnie found me a cabinet-maker who seemed to understand what I wanted in my study and had no problem with a wall of bookshelving in both the bedroom and in the lounge area. And she and Rachel had one wall of each of the main areas painted: one pale peach, one a light blue-green and the study a lilac.I had a fine lunch with Nadine. She was yearning to go back to being my aide and director of education. I said she could tell folks that I’d be back in January. I also told her that my new abode. She once again did as she was told and grabbed onto the chain holding up the swing for support. Her body was now suspended in air with her pussy in perfect position for him to enter her in a standing missionary position. He spread her legs wide and spit on her pussy, rubbing his spit all over it. He then licked it a few times, surprised that she was already wet. He stuck a finger inside her and stared at her. ‘You like being fucked like a whore, don’t you?’ Monique just moaned as he worked.