I could see the glint of anger in his eyes but the compassion as well. i listened to him not believing everything he was saying and knowing what i was...in for but at the same time not knowing and pretending i dint know for my own benefit more than his actually .i heard the words that he had just said and felt my hair stand up and i shuddered. he stood up and walked over to the bed and he opened the duffel. he ordered me to come to him sternly and i jumped right up without even realizing. more. Her breasts were looking so sexy that I just started staring them.. She mischievously asked me “Hungry?” I just came back to my senses.. I had the dinner with my Junior continuously saluting the 2 mesmerising globes. Then she put her baby to the sleep and asked me “Need anything?” Sensing that this would be my lucky chance I replied ” Would love to dance with the Gorgeous Lady” She smiled and played a romantic tune on her home stereo. I just moved forward and looking in her eyes pulled her. I slid into the dress and checked myself out in the mirror. The top half of my breasts were showing above the bra line of the dress. They looked so round and big, and they appeared to be so squished tightly against the dress—which they were. The combination of my push up bra, small corset, and tight dress made it quite difficult to breathe. Turning around, I could see that the dress perfectly outlined my plump and curvy ass. In fact, the dress was so thin that it was a bit translucent: you. I feel myself slipping away.SLAP!It takes a moment to register, the sound with the sensation. Suddenly, there is a warm burning. A stinging between my legs, then another and another. Harder and harder. He's not saying a word. I try to squirm and close my legs, but I can't. Each slap finding its aching, pink target. It hurts so much, but feels so good.He's silent, slapping between my legs over and over again. It is hot, stinging, and throbbing now, aching with pain and need."No more," I plead,.