Or fir maine use hug kiya or kiss karne laga mera land abhi bhi khada tha or mujhe or karna tha to maine use towel se lapeta use god me uthaya or bed ...pe le gaya or use bed pe lita k us ka towel utar diya or us k nange badan ko chumne laga wo kasmasa rhi thi mai us k momme daba rha tha or masal rha tha or wo tadap rhi thi fir maine us ki tango ko faila k us ki fuli hui choot ko chumna suru kiya or wo ahhhhh karne lagi or apni tango ko or faila diya or mera sar pakad k apni choot pe daba diya. We ended up having to keep track of who last sat in the front seat. Many fights ensued as to the memory of who last had the honor. Many times the 3 of us would end up in the back seat as mom had had enough of our fighting.I recall looking at the strange straps on the seats. We tested out these new 'seatbelts' to see what made them work. They were all lap belts at the time. They snapped together and you could adjust the length of the belt to make it fit on you.Not long after I remember having a. . tab woh thoda garam ho jati thi ,,Ek din raat ko hum baat kar rahe they ,, tab wo garam thi .. maine usse poocha k hum kal mille kahi akele ..? pehle toh kabhi maan ti nahi thi .. us din use haan keh di .. main bda khush tha .. main subah ka intzaar karne lagga.. subah hum 10 bajje ek restorent par mille .. waha humne family kabin le liya .. hum waha baith gaye .. maine waiter ko thode paise diye aur kaha k ab tum andar mat aana.. main uske karib gya aur uska haath pakda .. woh darr rahi thi. This is all about my pleasure and Ill stop when I am ready, at which point he delivered another almighty whack with the belt. Now my arse was burning and I could actually feel the welts raising on my lilywhite skin. During the pause I could Fred breathing heavily behind me and suddenly I was even more shocked to realize that, in spite of my anger and fear, I was getting wet between the legs as well as crying freely. The third stripe with the belt stung even on my now sensitive skin and my arse.