My mouth was open, but I wasn't aware of breathing. I arched my back and thrust my breasts into his hands. Tingling jolts of pleasure and erotic waves... of heat throbbed through me. I was dripping wet. I was – Oh God, I was going to cum! “Please no. Please stop,” I sputtered. The words came out half heartedly. I didn't want him to stop, but at the same time I did. The last thing in the world I wanted was for his fingers to stop twisting and pinching my hard nipples. But still, the orgasm would be. “That’s quite true! You know, his affair with her started by mistaken identity, a happy accident, but emphasis on the happy. She’s never been happier than since she took her father as her lover. All of us have benefited from the arrangement. It was glorious! It has resulted in our forming a group or family or whatever you want to call it between the eight of us, and we’re all so happy with it, I do believe!” Cassie beamed as she told them, “and to think that Dan and I once almost divorced!”“You. She had a thick mat of pubic hair, which serving only to excite me more, twisting the bristle like strands with my tongue as I sucked on her twat with my mouth. Her knees buckled, both of her hands going to my shoulders to support herself. I found her clitoris, the tiny nub already hard and concentrated my efforts on that. Her moans were now sobs, her hands now tightly holding my head, as she slid slowly down the wall into an, almost, squatting position. She pushed my head in between her legs,. I read with interest at what people were saying how they found pain to be the best sexual stimulant.There were articles from people who were very much into masochistic enjoyment. I had orgasm after orgasm reading all the articles and reading peoples experiences. ‘So I knew I had to get more experience from being caned. And now I had to get my fix. So I would wait until Ms Watson was around and would deliberately do something to get myself into trouble.This didn’t have the desired outcome..