Above, it was mostly – in fact, all – lace, forming cups and straps crossing at the back. It was beautiful. She stood, and slipped the fleece robe...from her shoulders. She held the garment up to herself. It stopped perhaps half-way between her navel and her pubis, entirely exposing her pubic hair. She felt an urge to slip it on fully, and did so. Craning her neck, she checked the rear. It would leave the globes of her rear mostly exposed. She approved. The tissue paper bundle was still lying. The act of sex changes people, turns them from lambs of God, to monsters of Satan, my mother preached purity and chastity, then in the heat of desire, begged for the unspeakable, her white flesh marked by the leather tawse, the pain drawing pleasure, the tawse marking and drawing blood, while she begged for more.She wore high necked clothes and mid length frocks, hiding her unadulterated marking, people thought her a bible thumping convert, in truth she hid her sexual excesses, her markings and. Desperate for climax, any pretense of remaining dignity was cast aside. Let him think what he would. Until this was over, she had no reservations, she was a total slut if that’s what he cared to think. She would be her own judge, not him. With acceptance, she allowed herself to enjoy the adventure in which she found herself. After all, life was not just about science, it was also about her. Within the confines of the stocks, her non-verbal directions were indeed slight. Regardless, he didn’t. Ajeet kichacha ko Ajeet ke hisse ki jameen par jyada interesttha aur Ajeetpar kam. Uski chachee bahut komal hridaya ki auratthee aur wo Ajeetka har tarah se dekh bhal kiya kartee thee. Bad meAjeet ko patachala ki uski chachee ko usse pyar bhi tha.Ajeet ke chacha chachee ek chote se ek kamare ki makan me rahate the.Wo hall me sota tha, uski chachee kamare ke andar soti thee aur uskachacha bahar varande me sota tha kyonkee andar kamreme bahut garmeehua kartee thee. Ek rat Ajeet ko garmee se.