Ab mera lund thik uski najaron ke saamne tha usne haath niche ki tarf lana suru kiya aur mere lund ko ek haath se pakad liya aur ek haath se saabun la...gane lagi uske haath lund par saabun lagane main kaanp rahe the maine usse kaha ab saabun bahut ho chukka ab is saabun ko malo to sahi.Usne saabun rakh diya aur mere sarir ko apne haaton se chati par malne lagi maine kaha niche bhi malo.to vo apne dono haaton se mere lund ki bhi maalish karne lagi.mera lund bilkul kadak ho raha tha ainth sa gaya. As the twelfth stroke landed Nina once again yelped and the tears were flowing freely because she was crying. She knew that even when she was due to receive twenty-four or thirty-six, or even more strokes, she would not usually be crying after twelve or so strokes, but cried more quickly today as the strokes were much harder than usual. Maybe, though, she should always receive strokes of the cane this hard because, after all, it was about teaching her a lesson that she needed to learn so the. Then we start chatting and conversing on us as she wants to get know about me as I am stranger to her. We chat about some days and then she pass me her mobile number. We start chatting on whatsapp and then some times on call.She is 34 years old from a village in cambridge living with her son.She is divorced and hungry for sex.We exchange some snaps so we get know by face and she looks very young by her age and very smooth with awesome figure and presence.We casually chat and jokes with each. I started to learn to read and write my native language at that age, and I could read books and write essays by the time I was 10. I'll admit that I was ahead of most of the children my age, but I was not that much ahead of my peers."All children were required to attend what we called public school, and, until the politicians got in the way, the system was very successful for most of them. I propose that we do the same sort of thing with our slave children. I am certain that every one of them.