Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats..., one to each cheek.The first two were just warm-ups, they both knew that. Afterward Anita would resume her kneeling position and Don would return to his reading – until her attention ‘wandered’ again.The next two slaps would be noticeably harder, the wait before he struck – and the time between the slaps - longer. And the next two after that, and. Unho na mjhe handshak kiya ma na aj tak kabhi handshak ni kya tha ajj ma na phr un sa study ka darmiyan un se pooch ka apke bache kiu nahi ha to unho na muskara kar mje kaha abhi aaop chote ho apko nahi pata is bare mai na kaha hmm .Theek phr thori dair unho na mje btaya unke husband ma kami ha is wajah sa baap nahi ban sakte ma na ya sun kar un sa sooryy bola parhne lag gya . Thori dair bad ma na notice kia unke face k jaise rone wali hai to ma na kaha k main kal aa jaon ga to unho na kaha k. She almost seemed to hesitate before she stretched her thin frame across my legs and I noticed the first sign that she was a little embarrassed. Have you ever been spanked by anyone other than your husband? I asked. Not since I was a girl, she replied. I couldnt help but enjoy the sight of her beautiful cheeks and gently stroked them while we chatted for a few more minutes. Finally I said I guess I should get started. You let me know if I am too easy on you. I started a slow rhythm of heavy. One time we were in a bar enjoying karaoke drinks, a few laughs with good company, and somehow invited a friend of our to come home with us after closing time.We had a couple more drinks at home, then I noticed my wife nodding off. I took her drink out of her hand and she didn't flinched. Myself and John sat for another 10 minutes or so before I said I was nipping out to the garden shed to get more beers.Unknown to him, I had parted the blinds slightly when we came home as I thought something.