Fir roz uske saath khelne lga mai har tarah se try krta us ss baat krne ki par keh nahi paya kayi din . Fir beet gaye ek din maine puri himmat kar khe...lte khelte uska haath pakar liya wo sharma gayi or bhaag gayi maine dekha moka sahi shayd wo bhi mujhe pasand krti hai to mai 2 din baad us ko . Fir mila or maine us se apne dil ki baat keh daali shayd mai use pyaar krne lgaa tha maine use apna no. Bhi pkara diya likh kar wo .Fir se bhaag gayi 4 din baad uska mujhe msg aya I love you 2 mai to bas. She tapped and cared by bottom very gently. “Do we need any more lectures on disciplines?” she asked. “No Ma’am”, I answered. “Better” She started whipping me, the pain spread and I cried out with pain. When she had given me 20 strokes, she stopped to let me relax. After a minute, she started whipping again. She caressed my bottom, feeling the heat and raised lines of welts left by the whip. She moved right side of the bed and started whipping again. She gave me a. Memorizing the way her flesh stretched to accept all of him. The way her juices coated his length as she arched her back to accept him deeper. It has been a while for both of them and she knew their passion would quickly rage towards release no matter how long she wished this could last. There would be more chances to take their time exploring one another. Another need consumed her now, words that would inevitably rush out as she began to flex tightly around his pumping cock.That is when, right. I moaned as I felt her fingers rub my clit. A few seconds later, I felt a finger probe my pussy. She began to slowly move her finger in and out. I moaned in pleasure as she began to increase her speed. I felt my orgasm begin to rise.“Ask for permission,” she said, continuing to finger me.“May I please cum,” I squealed.“You may,” she replied and began to finger me faster.Just seconds later, my orgasm hit as I felt my body begin to shake and quiver. As my orgasm died down, she removed her finger.