Never had she experienced anything close to this before. She steeled herself for another hit. TWACK! “Four!” She shrieked. This time on the back o... her thighs. TWACK! “Five!” Another one; again on her thighs. Pain radiating and spreading making her feel she was in a blazing inferno. Her thin coat of perspiration turned to full on sweat. She was on fire. Her thighs were searing with pain. This fuckin hurt! The nipple clamps were like a trip to the ice cream parlor compared to this! He relished. I think this actually worked out better for usboth. I'm going to show you all the panties and bras I purchased for youand me this evening. I'm going to let you see my delicates because Idon't want you to be so curious about what I'm wearing under my skirtsor dresses that you'd have to snoop around in my room.Mother dumped all the panties she'd purchased from Victoria's Secret andsome from Wal-mart onto the coffee table in front of the sofa. Therewere at least 50 panties on the table. There were. It looked great. She has perfect sexy tummy and whitish deep novel. Her petticoat was trucked between her bulging ass cheeks. Her huge ass was moving rhythmically in her drying action. She completed her work and looked at me. I was caught by her. She smiled at me and asked what I was watching. I replied nothing and smiled at her. Actually I don’t know how to deal a matured woman.So I kept silent. Again she asked about me and she became close with me in 30 minutes time. Suddenly the power went. All had fairway bunkers and more traps surrounding the greens. Besides not being able to get past some kind of hazard the wind was driving my ball sideways better than I could hit it straight. Gramps did a 85, Dad shot 87 and I thought I did great at 112. Geez that was the toughest round I had played in years. Both Dad and Gramps slapped my back and told be not to worry. I'd get better with practice. Shoot, not on that course. Oh yeah, I only lost four balls. They didn't have any woods, just.