Her eyes said it all…she was scared…perhaps the better word would be; terrified. She cried out with each stroke…if it wasn’t for the bonds holding her in place; Melissa would have fallen off our bed. Japanese sex “Your tits…they’re a bit small and yet, very firm. Steve had retrieved the Lexan paddle. I repeated this over and over again…and Melissa couldn’t stop the process; she was becoming very aroused; her pussy was wet. “Would…would you use a belt?”
“Melissa,” Steve said. “Would…would you use a belt?”
“Melissa,” Steve said. The strap had done its damage…her inner thighs were reddened; her ass was slightly blistering. Am I to understand that you want me to spank Karen?”
Karen was Melissa’s 14 year old daughter. I was still sitting next to her; my hand was holding her hand.
