“Your short stories… do you publish them anywhere?” he enquired.“Ummm… well… actually…” I uncomfortably babbled before he interrupted ...e.“Don’t be so shy. I’d like to read them,” he said.I did not answer and hoped like hell he would forget the subject, but he persevered. “I must tell you about a site I really like. About ten days ago I read a really good story entitled: Salad Dressing, by an author named FJB. The site is called Gaydemon, maybe you’ve heard of it?” he questioned.Forlorn and. Seeing where my eyes were looking, her face went even redder than it already was. I stood up and took a step back. “Here’s what’s going to happen, from now on, mum. Today is Monday, and I’m going to spank you every evening. On Saturday, when Wendy returns, I’m going to spank both of you, together, You are going to learn some obedience. Now, I haven’t finished tonight, yet. When I give permission you are going to go upstairs to your room and change those panties for the skimpiest pair you own,. I could see her cleavage and I was slowly getting aroused. I am not a sex hungry guy but I like to make girls sleep on my lap and pet them, caress where ever possible and make love to them in a romantic manner.Anyway, back to story. Since I was sitting at corner of the berth and her head was touching my thigh, her cleavage was quite visible and man that sight and feeling was seriously awesome in the night light of train. I also pretended to sleep and slowly moved my hand to caress her neck and. ” I paused for a few seconds looking at her desirable hot body. Malar closed her eyes as I tried to push more of my hard meat into her hole.Malar moaned, “Ah, oh god, Vinay, push it slowly.” I waited. Looking into her inviting eyes, I pulled out my firm little. I looked in her eyes and slowly pushed my dick forcefully, tearing her throbbing pussy to the hilt. Oh man, it was just maddening.The feeling of my dick tearing her pussy skin to penetrate deep in was bloody, so painful and enjoyable. I.