The spanking continues in earnest, my bottom now warmed-up, he spanks me harder and my yelps are more genuine, the sound echoing off the walls. My bot...om is bouncing all over his lap and he tightens his grip, slap after slap comes down on my bare bottom. Mischievously I ease my legs apart displaying the peach of my sex, enticing him to touch. It works and his hand is under me, two fingers delving inside, stroking and my body starts to sync with it finding the rhythm of his fingers, and then. Uska lauda tan raha tha.maine uske laude ko hath lagaya. Mohan bola-didi ye kya kar rahi ho. Maine kaha jo vo ladka us ladki ke sath kar raha hai, tum bhi mere sath karo. Maja aayega. Mohan mere sath chipak gaya. Humne aapas me kiss kiya. Mohan ne meri choot par kapdo ke upper hi hath firaya. Hum sham ko ghar vapas aa gaye. Raat ko khana khakar hum dono chhat par chale gye. Andhera tha. Maine apne saare kapde utar diye. Aur mohan ka hath apni chuchi par rakh diya. Vo meri chuchi ko masalne. While she was carefully watching me, one of my groupie girls walked along side her and slipped on the floor and started to fall. Of course, she clutched at Joyce and somehow pulled very hard on the left sleeve of Joyce's dress. That was the tear point. As soon as the sleeve ripped, everything began to fall apart. Within moment's Joyce was standing there in just her high heels and thong panties. Another of my groupie girls ran to the locker room and "grabbed a robe" so Joyce could cover. All thoughts fled my mind as I felt that hard cock press against me.Pinching my nipples, he shook his head at me as my hands came down to grip his shoulders. Looking around my room he grabbed a silk scarf I had hanging by the door and prowled back to the bed. Taking my hands he lifted them over my head again. His grip was gentle but unbreakable. Skillfully he tied my hands to together before tying them to the headboard, leaving about a foot of material between my hands and where they were.