. Ye brake ye accelator..Fir ase karte karte mein bato bati mein bhabhi ko pichese chipak ke baith gaya aur bhabhi ke backless kandhoo pe apa muh rakh... diya.. Kutch din ye sab chalta raha..In kutch dino mein bohat si cheeze huvi jese… Mere hatho ka bhabhi ke mummho ko touch hona..Mera land bhabhi ke gaand pe ragadna.. Fir ek din jab bhabhi ko scooty sikha ke hum ghr laoute..Tab bhabhi ne muze unke ghr bulaya juice pine mene socha yahi acchi mauka hai chalte hai aaj toh bhabhi ko chod hi dege. Naturally the lips were a bright cherry red, but the ample breasts, even when compared with that famous tummy full of jelly were a bit of a surprise. What was completely unexpected, though, was Santa without his trademark beard. Not only that, but not even a beard shadow. I was jealous, and I knew right then and there what I wanted for Christmas, and I was not thinking about my two front teeth.I don't know why, but finding Santa was a crossdresser didn't bother me for a moment, in fact it. I pay her no mind, my eyes still on you, your body still firmly controlled by the lead in my hand. I let the lashes begin to fall. Gentle at first; one cheek to the other slowly progressing in intensity. Thighs…calves… inside and out… your lower body is my floggers playground. Repetitively, methodically, this extension of my body meets yours. And so the moaning begins; like my strikes, subtle at first, but growing with each pass. I hear a shift in the room and sneak a peek to my left. With. He left the kitchen for a moment, and returned with one of my trainers, and began to spank me with it, on each buttock alternatively. I counted six in my head, and expected it to stop, but he carried on till twelve on each buttock. I was crying now and begging him to stophe just looked at me and said "pathetic" I need my house cleaned boy, everything you'll need is under the sink, get on with it"for or the next two hours I washed, scrubbed, polished and hoovered. I also made Sir cups of tea.