You quiver, your body shaking. Your arms collapse under your weight in your post orgasmic bliss. I hold my self still inside of you, and wait for you ...o become more coherent. I suggest we go have a shower and get cleaned up. You get up take my hand kiss me. And pull me through to the bath room. As you lean in to the shower to turn the water on, I am unable to take my hands off you. I keep running my hands from your shoulders slowly down to your hips. I pull you back against me, holding you in. She made my ass face my boyfriend as she spanked me. “You’re ass is so red, now count.” She said, spanking me, and making me count. When it began to sting, she ran her cool nails on the sensitive flesh behind my thighs. I was quivering and dripping all over her lap. Then she stuck three thick fingers inside my pussy. “Don’t fucking cum!” She yelled at my boyfriend, the spanked me hard as a warning to him. I squeaked and she soothed me by covering the red palm on my ass with my pussy juice. "But Dean honey," my mother responded, "surely thefact that it's kicking a lot proves that it's a girl, she could be afootball player." That may be," dad said, "but it could just be hyperactive, we will knowsoon enough. Now could you be a dear and help me open this jar ofsauce?" dad asked, mom took the jar he was offering, gave it a smalltwist and opened it on the first try. "There you go, no problem," shesaid as she handed dad the jar. "Thank you sweetheart," he replied andbent down and kissed. On the morning of Holi my grandma woke me up and asked me to take a bath. I was the last one to the bath and when came down to the breakfast table, my uncle Suresh and his wife Gita aunty were there too. Uncle was wearing a t-shirt and shorts but Gita aunty was wearing a green blouse and green petticoat but no sari. I could easily make out she was not wearing a bra and she had tied her petticoat well below her naval. Her naval was oval in shape and very deep. Uncle said to me, “Why haven’t you.