Number one is a pair of rather vicious looking nipple clamps. Number two is a pair of Benwa balls. Number three is a vibrating clit mask. Number four ...is a butt plug. Number five is nothing. She chooses 1 and I am thrilled to watch her face cringe as I apply the clamps to her hard nipples. They grip and make her red. My cock is now throbbing and I take photos to show her later. Bound, spread and clamped. She slowly accepts the pain and it subsides to a dull uncomfortable feeling that does not go. Mom conferred with dad and allowed us to have a limited holiday fest in the back yard but everyone had to be gone by 10:00. We had to make sure all the guests and their parents understood the conditions before they left so Farah and I made the phone calls while mom and dad coached. However, they didn’t tell us what we could or couldn’t do for the rest for our unsupervised freedom. And that was the first thing Farah asked me when we found ourselves alone in the kitchen, “What are you going to do. In other words, why do you want to see me have sex with another man?"Since I didn't have a clue why it was my fantasy I decided to wing it. "I guess it's because there are a whole lot of little things that I can't see, but am curious about. When we make love in the normal position I can see your face, but nothing else. I can't see how it looks when you wrap your legs around me; what do you look like when you are having an orgasm - do your toes curl down? What does it look like when your. (Even when I wasn't getting cock I had several dildo's that I kept in practice with.)I spit on my hand and lubed his sphincter well, then again and lubed my shaft. I put the head against him and carefully pushed. The wetness was causing my cock to slip around so he reached back and assisted me in entering his tight hole. He pushed back slowly as I entered him and I moaned at the feeling of his warm anus swallowing me slowly. My cock grew even harder and I began to slowly pick up the pace with.