.sucking his cock, but I was NOT to make him cum! About 20 minutes from the cottage, he told me to open my blouse and pull up my bra, then to put a ...set of clips on my nipples. The set he gave me had a wide set of jaws and were pretty tight. No way were these going to just slip off......not without a LOT of pulling and considerable pain on the part of my poor nipples! I then put my bra back in place and did my blouse back up properly just before we pulled in at the cottage. This was. We both felt there would be less pressure out of their house and bed. Arriving at the hotel I inquired at the desk. Mary had told the desk she was expecting her husband but gave my first name. Armed with the key I made my way to the room with a dozen yellow roses in my hand. The door swung open into a living room with a fantastic view of the still snowy mountains. Laying the roses down I called out for Mary. I did not hear an exact response more a guttural moan or gasp. That was followed by. She’d never had sex with a man before. And the only person she’d ever made love to at all had been Karen. Keith was soon off with his clothes, Karen already naked, while Fiona apprehensively removed her long dress and slid her knickers down the huge mass of her thighs. This was only the second time Keith had seen Fiona naked, although he’d got accustomed to seeing her in her dressing gown and pyjamas as they ate breakfast together and prepared for school. Yes. She was fat. Grossly so. You. Actually all three of them men told me I was an excellent cook and that I would make some man a fine wife. I accidentally mixed up their undies in the laundry and they punished me for it. They made me bend over naked and grab my ankles and all 3 paddled me 10 smacks each on my bare ass with my father in law’s Tau Kappa Epsilon fraternity paddle from his college days. Damn, that thing packed a wallop and they made me say “thank you sir may I have another” just like Kevin Bacon in that classic.