’ Lacey laughed softly as he righted her once again, gentle fingers caressing his cheek lovingly as she gazed deeply into his eyes. ‘I love you to...o, Mr. Hardigan.’ She smiled as he released her and stepped back a bit as she watched him cut up pieces of cake and pass them out to those that were here. She was starting to feel a bit sick to her stomach and wasn’t sure if it was due to the smell of all of the food or the nervous excitement welling up inside of her as time for the presents drew. Mind you she didn’t disappoint me. I was shocked when she adjusted her saree and gave a full look of her left breast. I was shocked if a woman could have such big boobs. I returned home and masturbated at least 6 times, that view of her left boob is still fresh in my memory. Since then it had become a regular habit of seeing her breast and coming back home and masturbating. I don’t remember a single day going to sleep without fantasizing about Mrs. Smita. She had this lovely figure with vital. Within 5 minutes, the sissy's ass became an even brighter red andsome purple welts began to form, pansy was screaming and it was obviousthat the sissy was in some very serious pain."Okay, okay" The Barker interjected,"That's enough, my friends", and thespanking came to an end.The sissy, (still chained in the pillory) was rolled away, still crying,and the tent was now lite up. "Hopefully, everyone enjoyed the show, hadsome laughs, and got to whack at the sissy's ass" The Barker spoke as heopened. Stockings or pantyhose?”“Stockings. Again, definitely.” This was getting interesting!“I thought so but had to be sure. Garter length or thigh high?” she asked.“Thigh high. I like them real long, right up to, well, you know.”“Oh. You see? I needed to know that. Today I wore garter length. See?” She pulled the skirt apart briefly to expose the top of a stocking about mid-thigh, then smoothed the skirt back into place. I was tempted to move it out of the way again, but the stewardess was passing.