My legs are spread, and my ankles tied to each of the bottom bed posts. I try to squirm, but a couple of smacks to my head take care of that. I am i...nstructed to count out after each whack-"one, and another, please sir" and so forth, until I am told to cease counting. The first whack rips heat through my body, and my ass cheeks cringe in pain. I yell my first count. Patrick paddles me again, and again, and again. They all want to see more of my ass, but my coat tail is in the way. I feel. 5 “ long and ready.Me- you got condoms??Him- no…. Does that mean we can’t do? He asked thinking, I guess , that it might not happen.I went and got one from my bag. He opened the wrapper and wore the rubber on his tool.We were rubbing bodies and fondling, or rather he was fondling my (false)boobs and rubbing my ass cheeks.He made me lie down on the bed face down. He started rubbing my back and shoulders, kissing my neckAfter a few minutes of rubbing and squeezing my ass cheeks he took some. Wrapping the saree around herself, she once again tied the knot six inches below her navel and merely threw the "pallu" over her shoulders. Folding the blanket, she went into Deen's room to put it away. There, on his desk was his diary once again. Feeling naughty, she picked it up and went to the living room to give it a read."Oh mom. You are such a sexy and slutty creature!! I have a feeling you read my diary, but I know you would not have. God, you looked so beautiful when Prem fucked you. .' My mind was swirling as I thought of what was happening, I tried to count the different voices but there was so many I could not make all out. My anus was on fire as the male member probed at it's entrance and then my anal sphincter muscle just opened and allowed the huge penile glans to slip on in. It felt as if some one was sticking a thick pole into my anus as the penile shaft followed the dick head and my anal sphincter closed tight round the penile shaft. Voices exclaimed '...look at.