Aur waise bhi aunty ki umar jada nahi thi 28 ki thi aur dikhane mai bhi mast thi matalabh ek normal house wife ki tarah.Aur akhir kar wo din aa hi gay...a barish ka mousam tha mai apane room me padhai kar raha tha dopahar ke 3-3.30 baje honge fir aunty ne muze aawaj lagai mai chala gaya wo boli kuch logo chay coffee dudh. To mai bola kuch bhi dedo to wo boli dudh dedu to mai bola thik hai.Fir unhone kaha kisaka piwoge maine kaha mataiabh ??Aunty : are bhais ka ya gay ka ?Mai:koi bhi chalegaAunty :. I turn to stare at him. He’s ruggedly handsome. At over 6 foot tall he towers over me. He is clean shaven, his square jaw and crew-cut brown hair reminds me of a military man, and so do his muscles. This is a man who takes care of himself, his strong arms and chest show through his light cotton shirt. In any other circumstances I would be drooling over him, but right now I am terrified.He is silent, his eyes devouring me. I can feel him looking at me. I’m only 5’3” tall, and try to take. On her arrival, Henry met her at the door where he turned her around smartly, lifted her dress and saw her red and tender bottom. "I see that you didn't want to wear your dress. As you can see, it is not what you want that rules here, Victoria." He dropped her dress, and she was taken to her room, his words upon her ears. "At 4 p.m. today, you will receive your first spanking from me. Because of your naughtiness, it will be done upon a very sore bottom. You have no one to blame but yourself.". Sneha always regarded me as a good friend and confidant, so I had her trust. I had been lusting for her body ever since.After a few days, we started having regular phone conversations, her voice also used to make me horny, so I used to strip naked and then talk to her; sometimes even I used to stroke myself. One night when we were having phone conversation Sneha showed some interest in me, she told me she liked me the way I am. I was very happy then, and I thought to take the conversation on a.