The would only get worse from here. Now he would strike her breasts. Three lashes apiece, six total, upon her budding tits. The binder clips, which... had seemed like the cruelest torture when he affixed them, she now recognized to be a mercy. The cane would break against the binder clips if it strayed too close to her nipples. At least her poor nubs would not be split by the cane. Someday, he had promised, her nipples would feed their babies, and how could their babies feed and grow, if he. Raat ko sab aa gaye, maine mam se kaha mam yaha meri mausi hai mummy nai kuch saman diya hai wo maine dena hai kal de aayu aur kal mausi ke bete ka birthday hai shayad raat ko bhi rukna pade. Tum akeli kaise jaogi mai chhod dungi adress bata dena. Nahi mam aap sab ladkiyo ko sambhalo mai hema ko le jaugi parso subah jaldi aa jaugi. Maine rajesh ka mob. No. De diya aur kaha ye mausa g ka no. Hai. Theek hai mam boli jaldi aana hamne udaypur jana hai.hema; kyu sali jijju ko mausa bana diyame; to. He never even moved an hour and a half later when a giggling Tiffany called to tell him they were on the way home. When the two lovers returned almost two hours later he was feeling no pain and, except for walking into the yard to piss, had not moved from his chair or done anything except drink the entire time they were gone.Tiffany was laughing and chattering as she and Tim came in the front door. They noisily tromped through the house and exploded into the kitchen. When she came out onto the. ...We share a few kisses as he fondles my breasts on top of my shirt, nibbles his way up my neck and along my ears. He tells me to take out my breasts. I lift my breasts one by one out of my bra and shirt, exposing them to the air and his mouth. He takes turns suckling them both in turn as this causes me to soak my panties. He asks me if I'm wet and I nod yes as I know I've gotta be wet...I'm always wet. He continues to worship my breasts as he wiggles his hand inside the waistband of my tight.