All I really wanted was and still is to see her happy, because I loved her very much. Every day, on lunch Huanna would go to a small local café where... she was meeting/or dating one guy; one day I asked her if she was attracted to him as she was talking about him so much. She said that she was attracted to him and did fancy this guy a lot. I suggested that we should both meet this guy and talk to him and see how pleasant and good boy he is. She hugged and kissed me, telling me that I was the best. When I got in the bedroom I took off my clothes and lay on the bed posing as sexy as I could! Steve came in and said lets do something different are you up for a little bondage? "Sure" I said " why not baby sounds like fun!" So he tied me to the bed but positioned me so that my ass was high in the air and my front was face down my legs were spread wide and I was anticipating getting fucked this way but thats not how it went before I knew what was happening I got a belt whipped across my ass!. Main ne us se kaha “ agar main kisi kam main aap ki help kar sakoon to mujhe zaroor batana main poori koshish karoonga” usne mujh se kaha mujhe filhal abhi aapki zaroorat hi” main kaha bataye kya kam hai’ usne kaha mujhe “mujhe aapka telephone number chahiye kyounki main chahti hoon ke tumhara contact number main apne ghar walon ko de doon, please jab unka phone aayega to tum mujhe bula doge?” Main ne kaha han zaroor.main ne use apna contact number de diya usi din raat main uske ghar walon ka. I sat on the toilette and caught my breath. This was happening so fast. I mean, I wanted it to happen in my fantasies, but this was not fantasy. It was REALLY happening. I reached down, unstrapped my heels, stood up in my stocking feet and reveled at the pleasurable visual of my painted toes in my stockings. Reluctantly, I unhooked my stockings and sat again and lovingly rolled them down my smooth, shapely, hairless legs. As if by ritual, I folded and placed the stockings next to the apron and.