I struck her breasts a few times, and paused for effect. As the redness developed, I noticed her erect nipples. I moved to her taut abdomen, striping ...it a few times, and began next to slap her thighs. Once I had a dozen red stripes showing on her front, I began to tap her nipples with the yardstick, gradually increasing the force of my blows. For her part, Annie began to whimper at each strike. I stopped, ran my finger along her puss, and anointed her upper lip with her secretions. She was wet,. I felt like a total dork but I reached over and click one her bedside lamp. What are you doing? She asked. I want to see you when I . . . when . . . oh sweet Jesus when I make love to you. Mandys eyes turned wet and her lip quivered. Oh my god, she was waving her painted fingernailed hands trying to dry her eyes. She went heavy on mascara these days and she knew it might run. Oh, oh were really going to? Oh Greg, oh her last words in a sob, emotion flooding out of her. I looked at that face,. Uska land puri tarah tana rahta hai. Apni betiki kachchi gulabi chut dekh kar uski aankhe lal surkh ho jati hai aur vahapni laplapati jeebh apni beti ki chut me rakh kar uski gulabi chut kopaglo ki tarah chusne lagta hai aur Chanda apne baba ke sine par apnigand idhar udhar matkate huye bolti haiChanda - aah baba aah baba bahut gudgudi ho rahi hai,Hariya- beti tu bilikul chupchap aise hi bethi rahna, mai 10 minute mesara jahar chus-chus kar nikal dunga [phir Hariya apni beti ki rasili bur. ‘It’ll be worth the wait,’ you say. I feel your hands on my feet. I allow you to lick from heel to arch, over and over again. I feel the wetness of your tongue, the sharpness of your teeth as you bite into my carefully moisturised skin. A bolt of electricity shoots up my smooth thigh. I inhale deeply as you take each toe into your mouth and suck on it. Then I feel the thick carpet above your sex. I try to take my feet lower but you won’t let me. You want to deprive me of sexual pleasure until.