It felt awesome to feel her warm back on my chest.We shoot a lot of pictures with my hands on her belly, on her arms, and our hands wrapped together. ... asked if I could grab her breasts like in one of the pictures we had seen. She told me that she had no problem with that. The hands in the picture had squeezed the breast pretty hard. When I grabbed her awesome breasts, she told me to touch her harder. I managed to get one of her nipples between my fingers and I would feel how the hardened when. After that she tapped my bottom with the cane a few times telling me that she intended to hurt me and then delivered a sharp stroke. This was my first experience of the cane and I yelled out and squeezed my bottom with my hands. I started crying and “Mom I can’t take it”. I looked at Nidhi with pleading eyes who was watching all these while holding her ears. My mom-in-law was in no mood to relent. “Stop crying, I have just started, you are to receive 9 more strokes and no rubbing your bottom,. ”With that she rose on her arms and used her entire body weight to impale herself. He felt extreme pressure all around his penis, and a heat he’d almost forgotten.“Fuck!” she groaned. “You’re big.”“You went too fast,” he said.“Bob?”“Yes.”“I want to do this.”He wasn’t prepared to have this conversation. He remained silent.“Would you make love to me, Bob? Don’t just fuck me make love to me?”That sounded good. Whether it was good, or bad, he couldn’t be indifferent to it.“Whatever you want, Baby,”. “Oh God! Yes! Can we do it again?”“Yes, if you want to.”“Do you want me to suck on you?” she whispered.“Only if you want to,” I said.“You made me feel good with your mouth! I want to do the same thing! Is it OK, Mr. Adams?”I groaned, “Yes, it’s OK.”“Uh, what do I do when you cum?”“It’s up to you,” I said.“I, uhm, don’t know.”“I’ll tell you when it’s going to happen and then you can stop and I can fuck you and cum, or you can let me cum in your mouth. You decide.”She slid down and grasped me.