Me to puraNanga ho chuka tha par vo ab bhi apni jeans pehne hui thi me bed par apne ghutno ke bal betha aur uski jeans ka button kholne laga wo apne h...th se mere lund ko sehla rahi thi.Jese hi uski jeans ka button khula me use niche ki aur khichne laga par jeans tight thi toh usne apni gand ko thoda upar uthaya aur meri madad karte huwe jeans nikal di usne white color ki hi panty bhi pehni hui thi mujhse to ab bilkul bhi sabar nahi ho raha tha to mene uski panty bhi nikal di.sach me yar kya. Tristan arrived at Michael's cottage, finding it exactly how he and Graydon had left it those many weeks ago. The feeling of calming peace he had always felt at the cottage embraced him as he walked around the grounds, taking in the aroma and the sounds of the place. He needed to find himself and had decided on the solitude of the one place that always made him feel better. He looked around and decided the garden needed tending so he grabbed a nearby hoe from its stand near the lean-to tool. ... I woke up this morning, snuggled securely in your arms, with you just waiting for me to come to life again. “I have a surprise for you today,” you had told me, with a mysterious smile. Dressing in a cute summer dress that showed off my tits and legs to perfection, I waited patiently in the car until you came out and slide behind the wheel. Laughing at the CD I played on the drive, I asked where we were going. “You’ll just have to wait and see” was all you would tell me, and then laugh. Now I was truly a helplessly captive cart pony. He gave me no time to feel much pleasure for myself. That crop returned, whacking my rump. I stood there, alert. He placed the crop behind my left knee and pressed. When I did not react, He cropped my thigh and pressed behind my knee again. It took four whacks before I understood His wordless instructions and raised my left leg. Clearly incorrectly, as He kept at me with the crop until I raised my leg the way He wished, thigh horizontal, calf.