Now it is present day and on thursdays on college we have to wait for my girlfriend to finish her last lesson so me and my friend go to play football ...t the sports hall of the college. As per usual after the game we go to the shower room and get ready for going home but that day there was not many people there because about 80% of them had een on a field trip somewhere so the room emptied very quicky and there was nothing else on for the rest of that day.We decided to go back to the shower and. My feet are touching the floor as far apart as possible. My eyes are covered and my mouth is gagged. I feel the air move around me, and my nipples begin to harden. I am tingling with anticipation, or is it fear? Fear of not knowing what comes next.I feel the riding crop grazing over my breasts, stomach and thighs. Suddenly- whack- the sting of the crop on my inner thigh, and again on the other- and again and again. I feel the heat from the red marks I know are rising, and the heat building. I copied the footage in a pendrive and kept it near her home. She opened the door and took the pendrive.I rang her doorbell after 30 minutes. When she opened the door she was sweating like a pig. I could smell the fragrance and wanted to treat her clothes and fuck her then and there.I asked, “Aunty what is the problem? Why are you sweating like this?”Pinky – Nothing beta, it is very hot.Me – Come on aunty how are you sweating when it is 13 degrees outside?Pinky – I don’t know.Me – Is it because. *** So this, she thought hazily, is Doc Wyatt… all six three of him. He’d ridden up to her on his massive mahogany steed in a black Stetson, denim shirt, and jeans that fit a man the way they were meant to: not overly tight, just fitted enough to show off his butt. And this butt, she thought, watching him bend toward her car, was gorgeous! The kind meant to be cupped by a woman’s hands during healthy sex. Aeryn had initially thought he was some incredible mirage. The man was a dead ringer.
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