For the first time today, her mental chatter was silent. As the pain transcended from bearable to overwhelming, Allie felt the tears welling in her ey...es. It took a lot to make Allie break; she hated crying it was a sign of weakness she refused to face. As each stinging blow continued, the tears began streaming down her face, freeing her from thinking of anything other than when her spanking would stop. Sam’s last step landed him right behind his now well punished little sister. Her angry red. “Weird.” Jack questions aloud. Lingering at the email, skeptical of wether to click on it or not. Somehow curiosity catches the cat and he do exactly that.With a click of the mouse, Jack pressing on the link. Though, nothing happens. The email just disappears from the spam folder. Dammit, he chuckles to himself. If only that worked. Just imagine having infinite wishes or something, he thought.“I’d wish that I was done with all these emails.” Jack stretching his arms out above his head in the. There was no explanation except that she was unable to resist the power that this man seemed to have over her, as if some spell had been cast that defied all her common sense. ‘What were you planning to do next?’ he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He had pulled her so close she could feel his warm breath on her cheek. ‘I…I…’ she stammered, her breath suddenly catching in her throat, her heart pounding fiercely. He pulled her fingers to his lips and gently kissed the tips. ‘Don’t let my. They looked nice, maybe a bit bigger, but it was difficult to tell. Really not as much of a turn-on as I'd hoped. On our way back home, Tracy asked me, "Well, what did you think?" "Oh, you mean her boobs? Well, I guess I didn't see much difference. I was hoping to, but, well, they looked pretty much the same. Have you seen them?" "As a matter of fact, I have. They're really nice. She's now 36D and really firm." "So you felt them?" I asked. She changed the subject leading me to assume just what.