I thought it might help to fantasize about being dangled from the ceiling by a harness. A harness designed specifically to keep my body in the spread-...eagle position. In that position I could be swung around like a pendulum to have assorted procedures performed, usually involving some sort of intense clitoral stimulation.And the idea of being tethered like that elevated the level of excitement another notch.Jenny surmised that someone should design some sort of clamp to hold the pussy lips open. Everyone called her Callie. I don't think there was a single student, male or female, that didn't think Callie was both very nice and very hot. That sort of combination doesn't come around too often.The seventeen year old senior cheerleader was the main reason why Geronimo High School was going to the regional cheerleading and spirit squad finals in Phoenix that year.My name is Jimmy. My full name is James Prescott Jumpingeagle but all my friends call me Jimmy or Jimmy P. My father was Arlo. Damien slipped his arms under my thighs, and used his hands to keep me pulled down to the bed. "Someone's liking this, huh?" he asked. "Mmm, more than you know." I panted. My hands had dropped to my sides and were balling up the sheets in my palms."Good, then you'll love this..." I didn't ask him what he meant, I was too busy enjoying the pleasure he gave, but his tongue slid north to my clit and began flicking against it. It was then that I realized his tongue was pierced, and each time it. Penelope's routine priorto going to bed was to douche and lubricate in anticipation of sex."Are you ok?" Elliot whispered in Penelope's ear.Her response was to take his penis in her fingers and adjust it so thatElliot's glans was positioned exactly where she wanted it and then pushback against him. Elliot held her tight as he slid his long thick cockinside her until his pubis was pressing on her soft buttocks."Mmm," Penelope sighed.She turned her head so that Elliot could kiss her briefly.