With each smack, I went from a stoic model of a warrior princess to a wailing schoolgirl.I slumped my head downward and tried to shield my discomfort,...but I could tell Samantha was informed of my distress. Mother’s barrage on my backside continued as she alternated cheeks, and even with the boundary of jeans to soften the blows, the sound of the spanks, bouncing off my ass, filled the house.When she finished with me I tried to curl up and comfort my roasted buns, but it was no use. She didn’t. “If you come out, I’ll make it worth it…”I step into the warm summer rain, squinting as it hits my face. A quick look around tells me that no-one is around (who would be out in this downpour anyway?), and getting soaked would be totally worth anything you’ve got planned. You walk towards me, peeling your wet clothes from your body, releasing your breasts from their expensive cage, the rain almost stinging them as it hits, a river runs down the valley between them. You’re upon me already, your. So no more of wasting your time I come straight to the story these incident happened 2 years back when I was in mine post graduation I was chatting usually on net on yahoo chat room as I was chatting with mine friends. Suddenly I got a bing on my page of a couple who were from I first take it casually as I thought it was a fake couple any male doing this later while talking they show there webcam they were real nice couple.The husband was rakesh(name changed) and the wife meena(name changed). It was something I knew that Sherri enjoyed although I think she hated the clamps. Still, there was nothing she could do about it. When she was ready she squeezed Sherri’s right breast until the nipple stood out and then she clipped on the first clamp. Sherri made a sound half way between a squeal and a moan. Marie tugged at the chain to see how secure it was, and Sherri winced. She attached the other clamp to her left nipple and stood back admiring her work. I picked up a fishing weight that.