Mere ghr wale dashere ke utsav me bahar humne gye the. To mammy me meri mashi ko ladki jiska maan aarti hai use ghr pr bula liya taki mujhe khane pine... me koi dikkat na ho. To aarti ghr pr a gai or mere ghr wale bahar ghuumne chale gye. Poora din me tv hi dekhta raha kyoki sunday tha or mera school bhi band tha.To hmm tv dekhte rahe hao sham ho gai sham ko hm khana kha kr jaldi ho so gye jesa ki aapko pta hai ki dashehre ke moke pr halki halki thand hone lgti hai to hm blanket le kr ek hi bed pr. "Ow! Ow! Mommy thathurts!" It's supposed to hurt, Sissy!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!"Owww m.Mommy!! Hurts!" It did really hurt and I was beginning to cry.WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!Then it stopped. I could still hear myself crying. She was stroking myass and legs. "Such a good girl to take her first Mommy spank. All over,Honeybun. That was just a little taste of Mommy fun. You are so prettyand fun to spank on your cute ass."Silence in the room. I was breathing very hard.. I tease his head by rubbing one finger around it. Then I move my hand down to his balls and play with them for a bit. Then I move my hand down to his butt hole and rub my finger on it and tease putting it in. Then when he is just as horny as I am I start to strip you. You pull of your shirt as I pull your shorts down and throw them off to the side of the bed. I play with your dick through your underwear but not for long then I pull them off as well. I start to slowly jerk you off and get you. There was no denying the more they spoke, the closer they became in mind, if not in body. Then, on a rainy afternoon, it became too much. The rain had started again, on a Friday afternoon. As he again was naked on his bed, cock hard and straining against his hand, that he broke. After a long shower, he packed a bag, and boarded a plane to a place he swore to which he’d never return. On his way out, he called her, her voice filling with desire as he told her he’d be there soon, that enough was.