Ab bhaya nai mare choot ke he tharaf dakhanai lagay to mai un kai paas chale gaye phir mai nai santosh ka land hath mai lay kar us ko muh ai daal diya...or us ko choosnay lage us kay land ke motay 1″1/2 inch the who aasane sai muh mai chala gaya to raju nai kaha ke mai tare choot ke jalan mita data hou or us nai muj ko doge bana kar apna mou mare choot par laga diya to mujhay bhout maja aaya or mai nay joor sai siskaare lai kar un kai mou mai bath gaye udhar mai santosh ka land susk kar rahe the. She knew I was uncomfortable about my breast size from previous conversations and went straight to my pants. She took them off carefully, and with every inch of bare skin shown, she kissed. She sent electricity through my body and I felt like I was going to explode from anticipation. She made her way back up to my inner thigh and began to tease me with her fingers. She ran her nail in between my lips and I shuttered. She gently pulled my lips apart and blew lightly. I grabbed the sheets and bit. Dave must be lining up and choosing his spot, I thought. I braced myself for the first spank. Dave pulled the slipper back and WHACK! I bucked, and yelped – the sting from the leather sole was much more intense than I had anticipated. The PJs hardly felt like any protection at all. Before I had chance to really catch my breath, Dave pulled back and landed the slipper with another almighty WHACK, square on my left butt check this time. He quickly got into the swing of things, landing alternate. There must have been 40 pair in the three drawers. My size. He then walked me to the big walk in closet. In there were hanging a dozen or more pair of chinos, six pair of slacks and next to them four suits. On the other side were dress shirts, polo shirts and accessories. I took one down enviously looking at it and noticed it was my size. He stated in a matter of fact manner “anything that does not fit or is not to your liking we take back on Saturday after you finish work.”We then toured the.