“THWACK!” I heard Lisa hiss between gritted teeth. Another fifteen hard blows were delivered in rapid succession, each acknowledged by the same h...ssing sound, but nothing else. Because of the angle of the mirror, I was able to see the blows as they struck. Madame then stopped. “You may stand up and leave. The next time it will be fifty. And cover those nipples!” I then noticed that despite the “caning”, as it were, Lisa’s nipples were still hard and sticking out. It was at that moment that. The page opened and I saw it was a member only blog. So I registered and madeyself an account. It was free so now I started looking at the forum for newest post. Yes I am nosey just like she said. I was able to find a couple of post less than an hour old. One had a screen name that could very well be my wife. She was commenting on a woman's question about what its like to have sex with a very well hung black man. I'm not positive that was my wife answering but the name sure fit. She explained. You really are gorgeous, baby.” I slid a finger along the sides of her pussy lips, drawing a sexy moan from deep in Lisa’s throat. “But, honey, at twenty, your mother had the body of a Playboy centerfold.””Daddy, that feels so good,” Lisa moaned again. “I know she was hot, but that doesn’t really answer my question, you know.” “She was hot, baby. And she knew it. We both loved going out with her dressed in skimpy, sexy clothes. I loved showing her off…she loved it as much as I did.. Full, rounded, soft. She lay back on the bed, stretching her arms up above her head, making her breasts look fuller, rounder. The nipples were stiff, pointing straight ahead.Once again I brought the camera to my eye, framing her head and breasts in the viewfinder, taking picture after picture as she rolled and stretched on the bed. Kacie was aroused all right. So was I. I could feel my cock pulsing as blood pounded through it with every heartbeat. Watching Kacie caress her breasts, every so.