My dad came out andtalked to me while my mom was cooking food. My dad asked me silently how I hadshaved my mom’s pussy and her under arms very clean... and clearly. I saidwith a shaving blade. Then he said good. So after three days that is on Tuesdaymy dad has to go to BOMBAY again as the clothes stock was not sent to my dad’sshop. So he called me and my mom and told the whole matter and he alsosaid that he will come back after 3 days.So after that I and my dad had lunch and we went to SECUNDRABAD. You grinned at me, pulling me deeper in. I felt my heart race and my fire roar to life. I moved closer to you, brushing my hand below your waist. Playing with your growing cock, your length and thickness driving me insane with need. My pussy aching with need and my flesh silky with honey. You smiled, teasing me more and I needed it. We talked, playful words that only made the desire that much stronger. I secret spot inside of you, where I could dwell. The beast within you desperate to escape,. He wanted to spend the time with his mates and chatting up the barmaid. Well hear I was with her, she always looked a millon Dollers as her hubby was very well off and she always dresssed in designer clothes. She was nearly 50 and I knew her daughter, she was wareing a white dress, low cut at the front and very figure hugging as it went in at her waist and was tight around her hips, it was about 6 inches above her knees and she had a pair of white stilettos on, as we got near the back of the. ‘I would mention now that which you may not wish to ask about: to whit, caning. Sever punishment is not required in the management of my students, so I don’t tolerate rattans or whips. You’ll find they respond quite adequately to a strap, slipper or paddle, or just to the smack of a hand. You’re free to use whatever of those methods suits you best.’ Emma appraised the girlish boy again. He was standing stock still, feet together, arms pressed into his sides. He was small in stature, a waif of a.