Aap itni rat ko kaise? Sab theek to hai na.Maami- ni Virat, bas aise hi nind nahi aa rahi thi socha tumse baat karlu .tumhe koe pareshani nahi hain na...???Me-Nahi Maami kaoe bhi pareshani nahi he aap jab chahe muzse baat kar sakti hain .Maami : achha thik he waise muze aaj akele sone me daar laag raha he , to kya tum mere kamre me aa ke so sakteho ?Me : are Maami aap hi aao na mere kamre main .waise bhi ghar to khali hain (noughty smile k sath mene reply diya)Maami : accha Akele to he sirf hum. "Wh-why?" So King can lick your pussy, too." Cindy figured that if King licked Linda's cunt, also, she wouldn't be able to tell tales out of school."Gee, I don't know..." It feels great!" Cindy said, and she twisted her hot pussy around against the licking, lapping tongue.Linda could stand it no longer. She took her panties off."Just lean back and enjoy it," Cindy coaxed. "Spread your legs."She reached over and started patting Linda's naked young cunt. "Here, King, lick Linda's pussy."Linda. They stoped as one and I felt their hands caress some of the hurt away.Ian told me to chose between 10 strokes of cane or 12 of a single tail whip, even though they both knew it wasn't really a choice since I do not like canes ...The choice was evident, the whip strokes. They decided to split the hits between them...They never gave me much time or warning, and I felt the first stroke of the whip on my back...Ian always said a hit with a whip was like a kiss, but they were more like little. Give me something I want.Me: Come on madam.And I escorted her to the “painting room”.Me: Here is my one full day hard work. Please have a seat Madame (in a French accent)And I lead her to the couch. I tried to make the occasion more dramatic. I put the glass on a plate and walked just like hotel waiters towards my angel. I bent and gave her the glass.Me: Please enjoy Madame.She bowed her head and held the glass.I just waited there anticipating her next move.But, Rani: What???Me: I want to see.