Kai baar to didi ghar par rehte hue bhi ye sab ho jata tha.Ek baar mein didi jiju aur bubli car se out station gaye the tab didi jiju be baju front se...t par thi and me middle seat aur bubli back seat pe .7-8 hours ki drive me jaada tar raste me mein apna haath piche carke uski chut me fingering carta rehta tha aur wo maza carte rehti thi.Jab humlog apni destination reach carliye tab didi aur jiju restaurant me bhethe the hum dono sea beach drive k liye gaye to return ate time kahi side mein car. Catching her breath, she rises back up, feels her salvia drooling, still dripping between her aching breasts. ?Swish?. Smack!?.Swish? Smack!? Backhanded, forehanded, he expertly flips the crop back and forth, just below the bottom of the bondage sleeve, across the lower cheeks of her buttocks. ?Agghhhh!? Agghhhh!? More squeals as she lifts up, even in her stilettos. Instantaneously, red welts trace across her tanned flesh. Again he carefully inspects his handiwork,. “No more games, Carol,” she said. I guess it was foolish of me to be so confident in my disguise. She recognized me. Was it my voice? I felt my cheeks flush warm and knew they were glowing bright. “I…” I was caught and didn’t know what to say. A sudden urge to run hit me, but I was spellbound. “You know I don’t date people from work,” she said and I nodded. That was true. I had never known her to date anyone from work and I knew for a fact at least six of the guys had asked her. “And I’m not. “Look, I know we’re having troubles and I know Mrs. Monet is a big investor in the ranch, but…”He took a deep breath before continuing: “But I won’t be her hooker. I won’t. I’m sorry. I… I just can’t. And if you need to fire me, then go ahead.”Patti was stunned.“Jesse… What are you talking about?”He looked at her. She had the same genuine eyes Bobby had.“Mrs. Monet talked to me earlier today.”Meanwhile, Christie was eavesdropping from the stairs.Jesse went on: “She said the two of you agreed to.