“Is the cane hurting you little boy?” she said in a childish voice, mocking me. “Yes” I said quietly, and she knew I was hurting. Just t...hen the doorbell rang. “Stay there” Zoe hissed as she went to the door. “Oh hi Hannah,” I heard Zoe say brightly. They entered the lounge. “Did you do that?” Hannah asked Zoe. “Who else?” Zoe replied, clearly delighted her friend spoke with such awe. “So Hannah, how’s your Dad. Hopefully as sore as mine.” “Well there’s the thing Zoe,. . wharsapp pePhir mujhe lga ki ye kya abhi bhi bate karte hai to mene reply kar diya apni wife bann kr ushe pta n lga ki kon chat kar rhaMe hi…He kesi ho apMe thik hun tum sunaoHe mai b thik hun or kya kar rhi hoMe kuch n so gyi hunHe akeli hoMe hmmmHe mujhe apki bhot yad aa rhiMe reallyHe hmmmunn apki kasamMe mujhe bHe jese pehle jese rehna thaMe mujhe dhak dhak ho rhi He mujhe feeling aa rahiMe kesi feelingHe apna pann wali pass waliMe mujhe b kuch kuch ho rha…Mai usase ese bat kar rha tha. Our father had a good job with IBM and my mother, once a teacher, was something of a June Cleaver. We lived pretty well and everything was just great. Then IBM pulled a lay-off and my dad lost his job, things just seemed to get worse from there; we lost our home and had to move into a smaller one and dad couldn’t seem to find a decent job so mom went back to teaching. Our new house was very small in a neighborhood that was not very nice so we spent a lot of time inside. In our other house we. My legs started to get tired and I started to touch her with my ass. “Go ahead, you can sit down,” she said. I sat down on her nice firm ass and continued rubbing her luscious firm tits. By now I had gotten a pretty good hard-on that I was trying to prevent from touching my Aunt Suzy. But every once in a while it brushed up against her ass. She asked me to come around in front of her and do her shoulders. As I got up I tried to adjust myself as I was sporting a pretty wicked hard-on. The.