You did not deserve his respect. You did not deserve his friendship. You did not deserve his adoration. You had not earned the right to have that fine... man as a aquantence, much less what he had always hoped for." Daddy, why do you know all of this?" Sherrie asks."I play golf with Brad's Dad every week. I am regaled weekly with stories of how Brad is doing. First at Princeton, on their rowing team and 4 years of the Dean's list. Then at Harvard Law, as a member of their Law Review. Stories about. Sharam nahi aati. Hum aisi aurat nahi hai”. I don’t know how I got courage that day and I replied “saali, maderchod jab bhaiyya haat lagata hai aur apna lund tumhare gand par tikatha hai tab tum shariff nahi thi. Maine dekha hai unhe tumhe chodte hue. Hearing this she got silent and after some time came near me saying ‘mai to tumhe bhaiyya bulati hoon aur tumhara aise baat karna acchha nahi hai”.I was blinded by lust and I replied to her that ‘Tu mujhe bhaiyya bolti hai theek hai lekin mai to. Shaking, Kasey slowly lowered herself to the filthy ground in front of Ray.“Please,” Kasey pleaded with him, “please don’t do this.” Ray laughed loudly.“What is it with you girls? I’m doing you a favor. Rather me than some inexperienced teen boy, am I right?” He grabbed her legs and spread them, licking his lips at Kasey’s pussy. “Looks yummy,” he told her and spit into his hand. He rubbed it on his dick before pressing the tip of it against her, groaning. “It’s gonna be another tight one,” he. 'Girls who wet their panties in class are spanked Mistress.' Clara grinned as she closed her thighs a d looked sternly at the girl.'And how are they spanked young lady?' Lucy gasped a little as she responded, she was finding it difficult not to show her enthusiasm for the feel of the stern woman's hand.'They are spanked hard, Mistress.' Clara said nothing, simply pointing a finger to her thighs; the warmth created by her exertions had her perspiring a little, and this combined with her.