Nevertheless I wanted Ritvik to feel my wife’s beauty.It so happened that Ritvik lost his grandfather who lived in his village in Mahabeleshwar, Mah...rashtra. My family being close to his family, we decided to go for the 12 day rites in his village. We were going to stay overnight for 2 days and were going to return immediately as I had a shop to run. Ritvik too didn’t get any leave from his office and we decided to go together. After some rigorous search I could book a private Indica but no. I didn’t move. Master had arrived in the room without making a sound; he must have known that I would be startled when he hit me, but I heard the whistle of the single tail a split second before it landed and I quickly steeled myself for the pain. And, the pain did come.The second strike hit me on the right inner thigh and I could tell that one would leave a welt. I didn’t move.?I’m in a mean mood tonight, slave girl,? he said. ?I want to beat you and fuck you until you scream. Will that be. ‘Then I have to paint my nails,’ she continued, still giggling. She saw Simon’s grin and realized he was going to try and catch her, presumably to tickle her, he knew all the spots. Jumping up, she made it a few steps towards her room before Simon’s arm snuck out and caught her around her waist. She squeaked as he tossed her on the couch and tickled her sides. When she could get enough air in her lungs, she gasped out, ‘Okay, you win. Uncle. I’m free tonight.’ He stopped tickling but didn’t let. I panted, my eyes blinking. It was the greatest practice ever. I was so excited that I had realized they were my adorable, little kittens.I was so pleased that I had made the discovery. It was so shocking. So revealing.I had to recruit more girls. I needed more adorable kittens. I could handle more. A never-ending stream of them licking and lapping and teasing my body. I would take them home with me. They could scamper around the house, pleasing me. Mitch could fuck me whenever I needed cream.