She was wearing a white cotton saree with crimson flower patterns, and a crimson blouse. She was wearing light gold jewellery, in addition to her mang...alsutra on a gold chain around her neck. Her saree was worn slightly low hip so that it just hid her navel. She looked like an angel and knowing that soon she would be fucking like a slut aroused me, but I controlled myself. She had put on a mild perfume and slight makeup. I gently kissed her on her lips and left it at that.We had a simple. Nothing she'd done so far represented even a fraction of the hardship and pain he was used to. And that was the problem.*SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK*Another round of increasingly firm spanks belted out. They ceased just as the pain was growing delicious. She stalked around behind him, inspecting his ass and hesitating.“Hmmmm... I think I almost left a welt.”Owen rolled his eyes.'Oh yeah, that'd be a real shame...'“Quite the tough guy, aren't you?” she continued. “Alright then. I'll get the. The measured my chest, my hips and waist, then my inseam. When she got up to my crotch, she accidentally bumped my cock head, even though I had tucked it away, it caused my to jump. She whispered something to her sister in her ear. She giggled and then they both left me standing there. Several minutes later they came back in with the dress. "We would have you put this on right now, but we have to make some adjustment s on you first." I looked down to see if my cock was showing, but it looked as. I don’t have any interest in those types of stories. But it doesn’t bother me that you are reading them and taking care of your needs.” Over the next few travel nights I sat in my bed surreptitiously reading several of the stories by that author. Kevin was busy reading at the table. I noticed that since our discussion he was more openly rubbing himself. I think he even ejaculated sitting there instead of going to the bathroom to finish. I knew that from his movements, and I could also sense the.