Her slit, wide open and oozing juices while Miss readied herself to deliver the spanking.‘Thwack’, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’… the...noise of leather against flesh echoed around the gym, followed by Jo’s cries and sobs. My eyes were on stalks.“Just four more to go,” Miss informed her, “as long as you take them without trying to stop me.She pushed Jo’s back down, opening up her legs and slit even more.‘Thwack’, ‘thwack’, and wide, red marks were now appearing across that delightful twin dome.. She would need more of it; a lot more.But Cindy did worry about how her daughter, who was staying next door as well, might react to knowing that her own mother had been fucking the black guy next door. She might think of me, she worried, as a slut, and a whore. She didn't want to hurt her daughter. As mother and daughter, they had always been close. They were amazingly open and honest with each other; something many mothers and daughters failed to be. Cindy had been careful so far (or so she. The suffocating heat of the day gave place for the relaxing and peaceful chilliness of the night. Usually, at this time, after sunset the city becomes crowded. Local people and tourists walk down the beach, spend the time in the bars or go dancing into the clubs. But there were also some groups of people, that gathered together in the loneliest places of the town and enjoyed the quiet night ambiance. Jean and Jake belonged to the latter. When Jean didnt need to go working, he and Jake spent the. I had never been touched with so much lust. I wanted more. I went in again, this time to pick up the tray and as expected again Sharma was at my ass. This became a routine, as now I would make more and more trips into the study. Linger around more than necessary and Sharma got bolder. He would caress my ass cheeks from behind; sometimes try to stick his fingers in between my ass. I started wearing thin saris without petticoat so he had good access to me big ass. All the times I would come out.