Satisfied, he pulled her forwardand unfastened her halter, exposing her bosom. He knelt in front of her andunclasped her bra awkwardly, freeing her br...asts. He massaged them and squeezedthem tenderly, closely examining the nipples and aureoles, again enjoying thelarge size and the color of her paps and teats. He watched as his fingersstroked and gently pulled the long nipples. They stiffened immediately androse. He lowered his head and suckled on each nipple, feeling them swell evenmore in his. Her hair is up in a bun and she looks like a schoolteacher. Her body is evident, but, it is not displayed like I am used to seeing her. Mom and Eritrea hit it off. It turns out Eritrea’s hometown is eight miles from mom’s and both remember the local teams competing with each other. By the end of the visit mom is agreeing to let me stay with Eritrea for the weekend at the end of the month. Prior to that weekend, Eritrea invites me to stay overnight. She tells me it’ll be our time together, prior. Did you see that 'Tanya' woman? The one from Romania, or some damned place? She's at 145, and still in this damned thing! And we're all-square for tomorrow." Rules is rules," I said. "Think how you'd feel, if it were you with the 145." I'd feel like I didn't belong here, is how I'd feel!" she said."Hey, I've got a question," I said. "Wednesday night, I didn't get any, because it was the night before the beginning of a tournament. Now it's Friday night, but tomorrow, you're starting over from. If you show weakness they will begin to not only disrespect you, but actually despise you for your weakness?which is exactly what my follow-up training was all about.I quickly whapped the bottom side of each breast in turn. She wailed and twisted, and tears ran down her face. I rubbed her clit with the crop handle and she began to moan softly. I slapped her tits one more time and she began crying in earnest.A note here: at one time in my career, I might have kissed her at this point?even.