My reaction on being clamped for the first time in my life was instant. Two fingers were thrust roughly in her as she lay on her back. I worked them ...relentlessly vigorously, angrily even, on the aroused, ridges that I knew marked her g-spot. Harder and harder, my fingers moved as the nipple clamp bit into me. The palm of my hand pressed tightly against her hard clitoris, stimulating that, too. It was a way of transferring my pain to her - but not as pain, but as pleasure. And she came.. . So I said bye to Shreya and left for Roopa s place. I knew in my mind that I would spend my entire night with Roopa,however I was confused whether we could enjoy. Finally I came to her house and all her people had gone to north india to visit some temples, and as she said there was no one.. I was sweating with fear.She offered me food and I couldn have as I was nervous and I ate little food and then there was pepsi and dates I ate those and now I was watching tv. I was feeling so nervous that. I was called to stand in front of Sable and she turned me around. Her nails rubbed the front panel of the dress and she chuckled when she clamped her fist tight on my "clit".I was told to dance and I feebly tried. Sable was very disappointed and ordered me across her lap. Lifting the hem she let her fingers graze across my asscheeks. Oh my, did that did feel good. When suddenly, her palm came down swiftly with a swat that made me jump. Over and over she smacked me.After a goodly number of. The video ended, but I didn't move, not sure of what to do.She had to be about my age, maybe a few years younger. She was a MILF, with real curves like a 1950's movie star. I groaned and she looked up. She saw that my eyes were open and she looked scared, but never stopped her exquisite handjob. She used the precum to lubricate my dick and kept stroking, focusing on the nerves just under the head for a bit then long slow strokes on the erect shaft.I sat there and watched this fully dressed.