“Good slaves count for their Bitches. Count for me.” Then I felt her stand up and then the paddle came down on my left ass cheek, nearly driving... the air from my lungs as I heard myself say, “One.” She took her time, landing alternating blows to my burning ass while I concentrated on not crying out and counting. The last four strikes landed harder on my bottom and I felt my eyes watering.Kay reached down between my legs and grabbed hold of my stiff cock, nestled against the mattress. “Well. Ally however, didn’t give in. She continued her methodical and teasing petting of my sister’s cunt. My sister soon caught on, and began moving her own hands around Ally. Not as daring, my sister settled for Ally’s nipples and started tweaking them, and massaging the breasts. Ally’s demeanor changed noticeably at this change from my sister. She started to penetrate and finger my sister with two fingers. She changed depth and speed and angles of attack. This chick knew what she was up to. . She was around 28 & she was a slim and sleek with flat stomach. Yes, She had flat stomach and she used to wear her saree below her navel and I used to get aroused of it.Both our families got close and her husband is working in a school as a teacher. One day in the early morning she came down to clean the stair wearing nighty and she was in a way that she stood between the sun light and me and all our private parts were visible instantly. Not a see through but the entire shapes with her nipples.. A gush of warm summer wind pushed the satin against her tits. It painted lovely highlights where her nipples rose.The ring showed its circle of irrefutable bondage.Angique asked her to sit with her. They both sank into the soft pillows at one side of the low table. Kristie leant against her Mistress. Her golden hair mingled with the black, where their heads lay together.Angique fed her another piece of soft round fruit. It was a fat white grape. Then she closed her eyes and received one from.