After ten minutes my husband also joined.The next day both of them left…My pussy was burning with desires. I had no way to satisfy it..Even fingerin... myself couldnt cool the heat. After three days they returned but even after returning my FIL and my husband got very busy. They used to leave home by 9 and reach at midnight. I was just craving for a dick.As there was no chance of getting laid I stopped cleaning my pussy and arm pits and waxing my legs..Its almost been a month and I lacked a male. We made quite a puddle, to tell the truth, and I reached between my legs and explored my tender sex with gentle fingers. I felt as if I'd been turned inside out and my labia were about twice as big as they should have been. They were hanging limply like wet butterfly wings and inside, my cunt suffered that strange emptiness that I hated after being stuffed full of cock for a good ten or fifteen minutes."Let me help you," Principal Walters said, kindly offering his hand and pulling me onto my. Uncle Bill gave a little laugh as he said, I suppose it did look that way but let me explain it to you. Uncle Bill sat down next to me on my bed. He asked me if I knew what masturbation was. I told him I did. He told me when I get older I will find out it is a way to relive the stress of your everyday life. Uncle Bill told me it was perfectly normal to do it whether you were a man or a woman. As Uncle Bill talked to me, I noticed his robe was getting taller down there. I tried not to stare at. His aim was for her belly encased as it was, thinking to get the feel of the wide leather. The long belt wrapped itself round her with a report like a gun. She groaned, the tears began, the second struck across her bust. She jerked as if kicked, tears ran freely now dripping from her cheeks, her eyes wild and fearful… Crack the third hit across the bare rump and to his amazement a hard, red-line arose across both bare cheeks. Even with the gag she made a fair noise, her head shaking from side.