For me it's far more personal.My dad and I never really got along. He didn't even want me, a fact I intuited (I think) pretty early; not until I was a...bout eleven years of age did I really begin to grasp that.You see, all through my childhood, whenever I did something wrong -- which was pretty much every week -- my dad would say, "Shoulda been aborted, ya little weasel."Didn't matter what I did wrong, either. It could have been as serious as breaking his beer bottles (yeah, that happened a time. She gave another tight slap and said “maine kahathana iska zimedar tu khud hai, kar jo bolu”Then I rubbed the soap on my eyes, the pain was unbearable,I couldn’t even open my eyes. Then she took a scarf and covered my eyes with that and blindfolded me. I was in complete darkness, then I heard a lustful whisper”kaya hua kutiya maza aa raha hai ?”. I didn’t say anythingjust nodded my head. Within a moment a flat wooden thing spanked my ass, it must be her wooden paddle. It was very painful, she. I started sucking in the hole and he started to moan. This is always such a turn on point to have my man say my name and moan in pleasure. He was now eager to return the deed and pushed me on to my back. He entered me with a vengeance, licking every bit of me and hearing me moan. His lund was boring into me like it had to find water no matter what and found my cum instead, He sucked my breasts and my iron hard nipples, he buried his head in my valley. In the moonlight and in an almost empty. Two women traveling alone, and with all of these goods, are a real temptation to the ruffians around here. Plus, we might run into someone that knows us," said Maeve."I know that, but we are heavily armed, aren't we?" That's sort of the point I'm trying to make. We would look suspicious, and more interesting." What about those shoulder holsters that I found with those small pistols? We could wear those under light jackets? And we could rig scabbards for the rifles and shotguns in the wagons.