”“OK Mum, oops, Sarah.”“And since you are fucking Phil, I think you should start calling him 'Phil' too.”I thought this would unsettle Angie... but she just said, “Do you think so?”They broke their embrace and turned to me. “So what have you planned for this evening, Phil?”“I have booked a table at Limoncello.”Limoncello is an Italian restaurant 10 minute's walk from our place.“Are you really comfortable going out in public dressed like that?”“I'm going as I am, but you two had better put some. I was never a very good student; I was too occupied with pot, pills and pricks to pay much attention to school work and my reputation for being promiscuous was well known around the school. Yet I was able to avoid getting pregnant or busted and graduated with my class. Though my grades and SAT scores weren’t the best they were good enough to get me into a state college where I immediately picked up where I had left off with the partying and the indiscriminate sex. But eventually I had to. Maine usey doo ghante choda aur wo bahot khus thi, phir hum regular ho gaye aur usey maza aane laga.Ek din hum apna program bana chuke the ki uska husband ghar aagaya aur Nisha muja tabhi mil nahi saki wo husband se bahot gusse se batein kar rahi thi may janta tha ki uski chut main ab aag lagi hai aur usey mera lund chahia, phir uska husband office chala gaye aur wo overtime karne wala tha ya maine suna, uske jatein hi Nisha mere room mai aa kar mera lund nikal kar chusne lagi aur maine pucha. Ready for more, like his good little slut.And more I took, until he was satisfied with the shade of my bottom. Until I was wet enough. Then behind me, he kicked my legs apart and repeatedly flicked the leather up against my exposed pussy as I cried and wriggled with the torment I so desperately needed.I soon learned, that craving was nothing.He tossed the belt away and circled to face me, the fingers I now hold soothing my reddened pussy lips, cupping me and slipping between folds into my.