Her face burned as well with anger and the humiliation of her situation. Here she was, a grown woman, taking a sound beating at the hand of a girl so ...much younger than herself. The humiliation was overwhelming and yet it was this very factor she seemed to hunger for more than anything. It was like a tonic laced with ecstasy, frightfully bitter to the taste but deliciously enticing as well.Her protests turned to crude insults which resulted in harder whacks and slowly the insults became pleas.. "Lean forward on the bonnet Boi and get ready for a good fucking"I placed both my hands on the bonnet of the car, I kept my head down in case those in the car would see me, strange I know but for some reason I didn't want to show my face. Mike must have noticed it because he reached around and lifted my head up "Keep your head up Boi......Look straight ahead and don't look down, but just to make sure lets try this." and with that he placed the belt around my neck in a noose and pulled it tight. "Enough fun and games, babe... it's story time." Her voice is low and seductive, but something in Sera's tone makes it clear that she means to be obeyed. "C'mon, honeypie, let's hear all about your mother. The way things are when you go home." So I tell her. *** I'm sprawled across my bed, idly reading a book of poetry. Rainer Maria Rilke, actually, from his Sonnets to Orpheus: a poem called "Spanish Dancer," that I find almost unbearably erotic. I press my thighs together, drinking in the. Aise kuch der pagal ki tarah chusne ke baad unhone apani gand ko sikud liya aur unka discharge ho gaya shayad. Lekin mera nahi hua tha isiliye mein chatna band nahi kiya. Aab mami jor jor se kuch der gand ko hilane lagi aur mein baas chata ja raha tha. Phir kuch der baad wo shaant ho gayi aur mere upar let gayi. Mujhe pata chal gaya ke unka ho gaya hai.Phir mein unko aapni upar se hataya. Aur bed ke sahare baith gaya. Mera lund abhi bhi khada tha. Wo uthi aur mera saath sat ke baith gayi. Aur.