“Please,” I beg. He chuckles. “Oh, I don’t think so. You’ve been way too naughty.” His fingers pull away. “Is that enough? Or do you des...rve more?” I close my eyes, thinking hard. Does he mean the belt? Or more with his hand? What do I deserve? And what would please him? “Twenty-five more with your hand? Please, sir?” “Good girl.” My heart soars at those little words. This embarrasses part of me--I'm a VP of a very successful company, for Christ-sakes. But the part of me that's in control isn't. And one of many skirmish’s.She studied the geography and found the road was directly on a convergence of lay lines. Telling her this spirit could be extremely powerful, feeding off the energy of the lay lines.She saved up for a trip and headed there immediately.She decided to wear a pair of leather booty shorts. The sides of them being held together with laces. Her round shaped butt stuck up a little at the bottom. Black sneakers and a tight leather bustier exposing her midriff. Her full ample. Tab usne kaha ke mujhe jor jor se chodo, chahe mai kitna bhee chillau rukna mat. Maine apna lund baher nikala aur bed per chad ker uske muh me dal diya. Wo ab lund ko dheere here chat aur choose rahi the. Fir mai bed ke kinare per aaker uski chhati jor jor se maselne laga. Kuch der chunche maslne ke baad jab mera lund dry ho gay to maine ek jor ke jhatke ke saath apna pura sookha hua lund uski choot me daal diya aur uske muh se cheekh nikal gai.Lund ke sookhne ke wajah se use tej pain hua,. Should I invite Caitlyn as well?" Yeah, why not? We'll get the whole gang there."I pulled out my mobile from my lower pocket and with a little concentration, keyed in a message to Caitlyn. Stabbing buttons with my lower left thumb was tricky, but it seemed possible. When we reached the front of the queue I passed my phone to my middle left hand and grabbed a tray with my lower hands and finished tapping in the message, while using my normal hands to grab stuff to eat.We found our table and I.