We kissed again, slowly and ardently, first with our mouths and then with our tongues, and exchanged stifled moans and grunts and soft sighs of forbid...den delight.It was more akin to love-making than to sex. The only missing element -- and we both knew that it must remain so -- was the expression and exchange of fond endearments and declarations of love.I stroked the soft skin of her shoulders and fingered the strap of her nightdress. Then I slid it off her shoulder and part way down her upper. It now took only half an hour from the time he had recovered from his milking to the time that he began to show signs of involuntary stiffness and easy arousal again. All she had to do was mention something about his genitals or semen-milking schedule, and the boy couldn't help but get another erection.He was becoming insatiable... Irene was first attracted to her young nephew, only just turned 18, from the first time she had accidentally seen him undressed at her younger sister's house. She. 'Swallow, you fucking piss slut!' he says and slaps a breast.Those words again! God, the almost instant twinge in my parts. He slaps my breast again - thwack! - the wet nightie clinging to it and I nearly swoon, swallow as he wants, my mouth filling again, his pee dark and strong. He smirks down at me and nods slowly, slaps my breast again and I swallow, eyes tight shut for an instant at the foul taste and the sting of his open palm.He sways back a little, hand at his cock now, pulls it from my. This time Maria could not prevent a gasp escaping her lips as the clamps reduced her nipples to thin slivers, only the reddening teats still retaining their roundness.The bondage master gave each clamp a flick with his fingers, causing them to wobble on the ends of Maria’s tits. Then he gently fondled each breast, tracing his fingers around the areola and clamped nipple, suddenly slapping both tits at the same time, stepping back so we couple see Maria’s tits bouncing around with the clamps.