I decided to continue. "Don't move," I cautionedMaria simply mewled in response.I raised my hand, and delivered the first blow. Her pale posterior wob...led slightly under the impact. "Ummph," Maria groaned.A red handprint emerged on her flesh."One," I said. "I want you to count the rest." Two," Maria said as my palm connected with her backside."Three." Four." Five."Tears were streaming down her face ... I stopped my hand mid blow."Six?" Maria said ... puzzled. She turned her head and looked over. “Seeeee, that waaasnt so baaaad,” I said with extreme wind hitting my face. “Shut up Randy, just shut up!” I couldn’t tell who said it because I was too busy laughing. As usual, the camera snuck up on us, but we probably had a good picture. We came to a stop shortly after, and it wasn’t until that moment that they finally took their hands off the bars. “See? You didn’t have anything to be scared of you big babies!” Ashley teased as we got out. “You’re a bitch for that, we could’ve had heart. Of course, the dresses he had assigned her permitted no clause for wearing a bra, which would have detracted from the beauty of her photos and her semi-nude back...but he had become so enthralled with Miranda's overall beauty that he had forgotten all about this until he saw her nipples' outline. His cock hardened further, begging for release as he told her to sit with her back to him and to look back over her shoulder with a smile. Miranda was a good, obedient girl, and did as she was told.. Your---considerate. A woman likes a considerate man."Then she sat down on the edge of the arm chair, spread her legs apart, so that I could clearly see her pussy, and slowly, she began fingering her self, first with just one finger, then two fingers, and as she did that with one hand, with her other hand she used the tip of her middle finger to glide over and around her eye-catching clit; and as she did this, she gave a slight shiver---which I knew was from the sensitive pleasure her finger tip.