That has got your attention. I stop for what must seem to you like an age and then we I think you are least expecting it I bring the crop down hard ac...ross your buttocks. You scream out, as much from surprise as the stinging pain but the crop has left a bright red mark across each milky smooth buttock. I look at my creation and think of the welt as a brand, my brand, my mark; claiming you as mine. I lean on the bed and gently kiss each buttock. You now know the extent of gentleness and pain that. Her trembling intensified and I could see her fingers curl up as they clawed at the bed.She lifted her head up for a few seconds gasping for air. She collapsed. Her fingers went limp. Her only movement was her heavy breathing. Occasionally, a random twitch would ripple through her.I stopped thrusting and leaned in next to her. I whispered in her ear, “I am not done with you yet.”I started right back up. Her head lifted slightly as she shrieked, “You asshole! You fucking asshole!”'It sounded to. Her high cheekbones and perfect face were bewitching. When she looked at Ned, with her mouth slightly ajar and small teeth exposed by a half smile, he assumed she was begging to swallow his cock. Her string bikini top revealed her stiff nipple points and the micro-thong barely covered her shaved camel-toed cunt. She was barefoot and her light olive skin was smooth across trim stomach, hips and thighs. She waited for Ned’s orders. Ned walked past her and sat on a blanket draped pool-side lounge.. Please relax.To my dismay, Deepti didn’t say anything but lay down there, allowing her father-in-law to unclip her blouse. As soon as her back was in the open, he poured oil on it and started massaging it in a circular motion. Deepti was at the same time moaning with pleasure.Aneerudh: Bahu, are my fingers magical?Deepti: Oh, Papa, yes, your fingers are magical. Hmmm, it feels so good.Suddenly my dad unclipped her bra also and continued massaging her. He didn’t even care to ask for permission,.