Damn, her tits are so fucking big, I thought. That twitch in my stomach grew, as well did my cock slightly. "Jason, are you listening to me?" I snapp...ed out of my daze. My mom took of her glasses and rubbed her forehead. I felt bad for stressing her out. "Jason, your my only son. My first child and all you do is stress me out. I don't know what to do with you anymore. " "Mom, I'm sorry." Forgetting about my raging hard on, I got up and went to hug my mom. Her skin was so soft and her hair. After years of training, patience and practice she had finally achieved her goal of becoming a properly accredited Cheerleader with a prestigious troupe and here she was going on her first event to the quarter-finals of the State College Basketball Cup to ‘strut her stuff’. The game was between Hawksville High and another school from upstate (she couldn’t remember their name) and ‘The Rhinos’. The team was sponsored by Hawksville’s major employer and with their support had made it through to. So I called her didi. She had a great figure 32 c, 26, 30. She wanted to look like Kareena’s Zero figure. I never thought this will happen between us ever. Since I and Rajan were in almost same age group so we often watched blue films together. We used to masturbate together or even masturbate each other.One day while no one was at my home I called him for watching a blue film. As he knocked I just wrapped a towel and opened the door. He came inside and watching the bulge inside towel, he said. Without warning, my light touch on your cunt would be cut short as I start to slap your cunt – short staccato slaps. I would order you to put your hands behind your head and then put a pair of nipple clamps on you – joined together by a short chain. I have you hold the chain in your teeth. The length of the chain means that your nipples are dragged upwards. I expect you to be perfectly still and you are. I then add some clamps to your cunt lips – two on either side. I have a series of weights.