Like a moth to the flame, I bathe in his warmth. Even in the darkness, he calls to me, never allowing me to hide from him. He owns me; I am his above ...all else. He gives a rapid cadence of strikes to each breast, my cries tearing from my throat. My heart beats fiercely, my need almost unbearable. With one final strike, he stops. The stillness is unbearable. All I need is three little words. Three words and everything will be right in the world. He grabs the chain pulling them taut. My nipples. "Soon, Mike real soon," I started moving my ass back and forth on his dick. The only part of me moving was my ass. I kept my head still so my husband didn't catch on to what we were doing. I felt an orgasm coming. I took Mike's hands off my hips and pressed them to my tits. My son's dick in me his hands on my tits were too much. I felt wave after wave hit me. All I could do was tense my body. It lasted a good thirty seconds. It was the longest orgasm I ever had. Exhausted I laid back on my son.. As students they were permanently short of moneyand so they could not afford any serious fetish gear, and Dor had had to improvisewhat little she had, which was basically leather wrist and ankle cuffs, joinedby dog chain and a leather bondage collar. All these she had made herself butshe longed for something more cutting edge. One night she was surfing the net and drooling over some of the designs shefound, ?Have you seen this hobble dress at Demask , its absolutely wonderful ! ? Per came over. ..gross! Such a mess! And since Mary had had a hysterectomy years ago, she'd kind of forgotten about the problems. So she wasn't much help. And she wasn't too sympathetic, either!Well, yeah, that's how I came to be here. I was too embarrassed to go to a doctor for contraception, and I guess I never realized what a girl has to do to keep from getting pregnant. And I guess Mary just assumed I was like she was - incapable of being pregnant! I'm in my sixth month. How about you?Five months?.