Soon after that, the paddle was put to use. I was bouncing up and down whenever the paddle smacked me, begging him to stop while bawling. I learned he... knew how to paddle young women like me. His paddle cracks were lighter than he regularly gave as he could see the marks from my father whacking me two days earlier.One might wonder why my future husband would make me bounce when he spanked me. That was the kink in his family I mentioned earlier. When I’m over his lap, my feet are on the floor.. Me:- didi plssssss love u very much….Ek hi baar. Sirf ek pappiDidi:- ok, sirf haat pe…Not more than that.Me:- plssss didi sirf ek pappi aap ke gal peDidi:-thoda soch ke boli…Thik…Hai.Me:- uska chehara haat mein pakda and forcibly kissed on her lips.5 min tak zardasti french kiss karne baad o bhi mood mein aagaye aur mere sath dene lagi aur mera hosla bad gaya aur uska boobs dabana suru kar diya…Aur pura garam ho gaya. Aur meine jhat se uska t-shirt utara aur upar se niche tak kutte ki tarha. ” And I believed he would. I’ve seen girls chained like that. So I took a deep breath and opened my month as wide as I could. He had my hair in his hand again and he thrust into my mouth, but he was taking his time now. I swallowed him more slowly, inch by inch, and took him all the way, as deep as I could, so his shaft was right down my throat. And when he pulled his length slowly out it was so wet and dripping down my tits. He fucked my mouth over and over, and my cunt was wet and I was. He saw his client was a middle-aged White woman. She sat very unlike a lady with her plump legs extended in front of her. She wore red patterned stockings and a red above the knee dress, the type usually worn for a party. Her shoes were red-soled Christian Louboutin 5” heels, the open-toed strappy kind typically referred to as CFMH, ‘Come Fuck Me Heels.’She dabbed at her red, puffy eyes with a tattered Kleenex. She appeared to be in her late forties. It was hard to say with White women. The.