A Wild Farm Threesome, Getting Down And Dirty In The Barn

I was almost like getting a massage from a thousand tiny fingers. XXX But now my hands were at my side. Again it raised and then again so that I was hanging from my wrists. As the wheel rotated past, the arm with the whip suddenly snapped downward. “Tell her she has to be naked to go into the room.”
“You have to be naked to go into the room,” mom repeated. Another wall was covered with wooded hooks from which hung a variety of leather harnesses and hoods and strange, long sleeved gloves which seemed to be one piece, rather than two separate gloves. “Aren’t you going to demonstrate the equipment, Catherine?”
Mom looked straight ahead into the room and said, “Take off your clothes, Kelly.”
She then began removing her clothing and hung it on a wooden peg just outside the doorway.