Jenny’s mother was seated in a large upright chair, and her daughter was bent over her knees with her panties around her knees, getting a sound and ...ethodical spanking. All the while, Jenny’s mother was scolding her for returning home late and making it quite clear that the spanking had just begun and that she was going to be very sorry by the time she had finished with her.After a few minutes, Mrs C picked up a large oval hairbrush and continued Jenny’s spanking. This seemed to cause her. He now saw that her head wasn't completely enclosed: there was a network of straps holding the full-face mask in place. It reminded Rob of a goalie's mask, only more so. Grabbing the chin, she peeled the mask up and back and laid it on the side table. Reaching to the back of her neck, she released a buckle that secured a throat guard, also like a goalie would wear, which surrounded her neck and had fit under the edge of the mask. There was no more room on the table so she placed it on the shelf. Licking and sucking on Amy's fingers meant I hadn't given another thought that instinctively, I had stopped jerking myself off. Amy's eyes drew down to my enlarged cock, standing proud still like a soldier, with the crowned head of his helmet peaking out the top of my tight grasp."Can I try!" Amy suddenly blurted out."What?" I said, at first uncertain what she meant."Can I try. I mean, can I touch your cock and jerk you off?" she asked me."I don't know if that's wise!" I said. I was conflicted. “Sure, dear,” said Prashant and left the room.“What do we do now?” asked Roja, she sounded worried.“I don’t know, I don’t think he’s going to take no for an answer. If we refuse straight away, he may ask us to leave in the middle of the night,” said Shahid.“Oh god, all of this is trouble with us is because I wanted to attend that stupid function. If we just stayed at home, none of this would have happened,” said Roja, she was about to break in tears.“Hey, please don’t cry, none of this is your.