Suddenly, she yelled, “What the fuck is this? Is that a picture of me? Did your fuckin' put a picture of me on the internet?” I had. It was onl... a cropped picture of her great tits, but it was her. There was no way anyone could tell who it was. I was surprised she recognized herself. “Did you do this?” she barked at me. “Honey, it is just your tits. No one will know it’s you.” “Sure. Right,” Kate said sarcastically. “Then why did you label the picture ‘my wife’? You promised me when. If you do a good job, maybe I’ll let you eat my pussy before I fuck your ass.” I stripped and got on my knees, as she demanded, my fully erect cock bobbing up and down as I hit the floor. Tanya unbuttoned her jeans, stripped off her panties and lifted her sweater over her head, exposing a lacy, see-through bra that cupped her luscious breasts perfectly. Her nipples were rock-hard and from the look in her eye I knew I was in for a cornholing that I would never forget. I could smell her sex. No doubt when the ladies recovered from their initial burst of pain they would tell themselves to focus, to keep their bottoms tense until the caning was over, but she knew so many failed time and again. When that last stroke bit in to her bare bottom Mrs. Howe was so thankful the punishment was over. She relaxed but the pain spread across her bottom and as she held on to the chair her bottom quivered, and she could not stop herself crying, sobs echoing around the room but she knew she was. "That feels so good," I said, disengaging from him, "and afterI've had a shower you can help melt away all the stresses andirritations of the week." Oh, I am so up for that!" he grinned.Blowing him a kiss, I headed upstairs to the bathroom. *Saira KrishnamurthyIn garden I am shaking but laughing, too. master John and masterKevin not notice anything different. Rings give, take, swap, andcopy so I decide I now take something from master John and copysomething to him..