”She finally released me and backed off. When I turned around and sat though, she immediately put her hands back on my breasts and gently cupped the...m. “It’s okay.” She said, “Girls don’t have to be gay to enjoy feeling another girl’s tits. It’s a lot different than feeling your own, and I know you liked feeling mine. You can do it again if you want. I’d like you to.”So I did. I simply reached up and cupped her large breasts. She was right about it being different. It made me feel giddy and. But with these clamps and pins, it would be very painful.But she didn’t say anything thinking some more punishment will be added. Her face, though, was speaking everything. I started her to count each stroke. There came the first hit on her left boob, and she screamed a little due to pain and counted one. Then came the second, third, and so on.The clothespin was getting removed from the boobs, and blood started to flow on that numb area creating more pain with the hits. Hitting them directly on. It's time to live up to your name.Squat down. Open those shiny lips."I tried to speak but couldn't. This wasn't what I wanted. Was it? Lenwas a good looking guy and that was the type I wanted to see my wife withwhen she cheated on me. And I had fallen deep into my feminine persona.It had even been somehow appealing when it felt sort of like he washandling my dick. But I wasn't prepared for this. Even so, my wife puther hand lightly against the back of my head and coaxed it forward.Still. Oh…baby! No, thats bad! You cant touch that! Daddy yells, and I flinch, tears springing forth. I whimper and move away, but he pulls me back and kisses me softly on the forehead. ————————- Daddys P.O.V. ————————- You just dont grab it that rough and hard baby, you gotta be tender at first, like this I directed her, smiling. I took her hand and softly wrapped her little fingers around my throbbing shaft, and I showed her how to stroke it, she picked it up quickly. You build up the intensity I.