He walked back and forth across the room, glancing at the computer occasionally, thinking about getting on-line and having cyber-sex with girls who we...re into the same things he was, but it just wasn’t fun anymore. He wanted more. And he wanted it bad and he was just thinking through how bad he wanted it when his eyes fell on something new, something that gave him a wonderful, yet horrible idea.It was a picture of his little cousin, Becky. He had never really looked at her in a sexual way. Wo maan gayi aur jaise hi usne apniPanty uttari to mein uska bosda dekh kar dang reh gaya,kya bosda tha yaaron uska aur kya kushboo aa rahi thi uske bosde se.to jaise hi meine uski choot ki taraf mooh lagaya to wo kehne lagi ki yeh gandi cheej hai pesaab tum isse mat piyo,magar mein to poore josh mein tha meine kaha jaldi moot nahi to teri maa chod doonga maaki lawdi raand.to usne jaise hi mootna suru kiya to meine uska saara moot piliya aur uski choot ko chaatne laga ab wo madhosh hokar bol. I took the 2nd drink and she finished that off. i told her to be a good bitch and get some more and bring it to the table where i was with my mates. once the night had ended i ended up going back to her hotel room. she sat down on the chair so i grabbed her by the hair and took her to her knees and said "give me a lapdance"she came up close and stuck her ass out so i slapped it a few time. she then sat on my lap and started to grind. i was rubbing her pussy and then i ripped her blouse open and. He didn’t have too much time to think about it because after feeling the cane being rubbed once again from side to side, and then that it wasn’t, he yelped again as the second stroke landed. Right then, he so wanted to rub his bottom but had been told by others that when they did it with the headmistress, they got an extra stroke, or rather, the last stroke didn’t count. Would Miss Moss do the same to him? he wondered.In the event, Tom’s unasked question was answered by a very stern Miss Moss,.