I gave him a sly smile and turned back to my sky.His touch was hot on my cold body as he squeezed my love handles.He pulled me by waist and licked the... droplets of my neck. Mmmm, the sound came out unintentionally. His hardness pressing against my hips was growing. His hands moved to my navel over the saree while he kept biting my neck. My breath had started quickening. My patience gave up when he bit my ear and I turned around to press my lips against his. Our tongues met before we both knew. ”“I think you need some more discipline to keep you in the right frame of submission. What do you think?”“Yes sir, please discipline me.”I hear that belt coming off his pants again. I feel the sting as he hits me hard with the leather of the belt. I feel it hitting between my legs as well as on my ass. I whimper a bit but take all he dishes out to me. “I seem to get turned on a bit from punishing you so it will happen often if you are mine.”“Yes sir I deserve to be punished often for your. I liked being the mother and lover part the best. During this almost two-year period I came to realize for the very first time that a very important part of my life was sex. Being someone’s sexual partner was fulfilling for me on several levels. One level was the desire to be wanted and loved. Not only by Lance but also by others. A second level was it felt so good from a physical standpoint. Having someone touch my body, caress it and the ultimate of having them inside me, both cunt and. Now the loudest sound is the click of the door as it shut automatically. Her breathing deepens. Unable to see or hear, she is intensely aware of her nakedness under her clothes: her skin chafed by the satin blouse; breasts inhibited by the bra; the dampness of her panties. She shivered with pleasure. Involuntarily she pushed her breasts forward, stifling the urge to moan.There was no other sound. Even he was holding his breath. A muffled step and her blouse was torn open. Rough hands turned her.