Whack!The paddle struck hard and I was brought back to reality.Whack!“Alright, that’s six,” she stopped and stood back. I started to rub my fier...y backside. The gentle soothing of my hands increased the eroticism, and I let out a slight moan. I took my seat again as she put the paddle away in the drawer.“I’m sorry about that, Fiona,” she mentioned, teary-eyed, as she noticed me grimace slightly when I sat down.Well, I guess she didn’t. I thought, realizing that the actual pain of the paddling. She told me that when she got home that night her husband had indeed been horny.When she went upstairs to her bedroom he was lying there still awake.He said he had been waiting for me to come home.He grabbed me,lay me on the bed,pushed my skirt up and pushed his cock inside me and fucked me hard.He said i was wet and i just said i had been thinking about how horny you were when i went out and that i would be enjoying a good fucking when i got home.Knowing that i was wet from being well and. His black hair, last cut poorly by his mother, and his short, black beard made him look like the proverbial "wild man." He was covered with the dust and dirt from the trail and he knew that he had to get himself cleaned up before he started looking for a job.He had enough change in his pocket either for a meal or for a trim and bath at the barbershop. He decided on the barbershop, since he could eat later, but he had to find a job, now! He pulled a clean shirt (his only other shirt) from his. I had left the place for playing with my friends by then.Dad was going to return that day by the evening flight. As I reached home Ashok was missing. Mom was taking bath while the housemaid was cooking special dishes for dad I suppose. I saw a car approaching. I saw dad and Ashok getting out of ashok\’s car.“thanks, Ashok, you saved my taxi fare. You stay for dinner today or else stay here tonight. I have got some drinks.” dad said as he and Ashok unloaded the luggage from dickey.“beta hope you.