Me:- kai pooja dress mast ghatlay tu..Pooja:- haa mala avdto asla dresa..Me:- pan haa toda motha vatoy galyat..Pooja :- haa toda ahe ..Me:- ani aat ka...hi ghatl nahi tu..Pooja:- nahi mala garam hot naa mhnun..Me:- achaa.. Tik ahe ataa nahi hot naa garam…Ani tevdyat naa thetarchi light band zali . Andar zala ..Mi poojacha kandyavar haat thevla ani basloMaza haat mi pooja chya limbu kade nela ani tyavar halu halu firau laglo.. Mala ekdam mast vatat hoto .. Mi aushat pahilyandaa itkya lahan milila. Ammie pora kodhi ga chirigindi. E sari ammie noppi tho edvadam start chesindi. Nenu na modda ni puku lo nundi tisesthunna, tisestappudu chey pattukuni vadhu unchu andi.Nenu agamani cheppi, nenu kinda padukuni, ammie ni na mida ki ekkamani cheppa. Ammie ki ardamaindi. Ekki na modda thana puku loki durela na mida ki ekkindi. Aunty emo, na modda ni tiskuni, ammie puku lo ki durela pettindi. appudu ammie ni okesari kindaki digipo anna, thanu slow ga digindi, na modda konchem konchem diguthundi.Ila. More and more the boy reminds Sue of the wild a****l who abandon her so she begins to resent her son. Her domesticated spankings are no longer given in love but rather given in frustration and anger. Instead of domesticating her c***d, her spankings are teaching him that v******e is the way to get what you want. Unknowingly, Sue is training the boy to become a vicious, wild a****l.Once these wild a****ls are let out onto the streets they join into packs or gangs. By the time they reach the age. Sophia was staring at him. She did not flinch, as he screwed the metal nipple clamps on her. He turned them each three times, making her nipples turn a violent purple.He pulled the chain a little further down, giving her the balance she needed. Now standing on her feet, she instinctively spread her legs three inches apart.He walks over to the table, and picks up the slim handled riding crop. He brings it to her lips, running it across them. It felt stiff, cold. The slapper didnt give when she.