He tells me to pull on as many pins as I can. I hesitate for just a moment. The inferno almost too much to bare but my pulsing gushing pussy needs to ...be satisfied. I pull on a group of pins and the fire lights anew, consuming my body. I quiver as I again pull on a group of pins. I call on his help to give him the cum that we both require. I pull on the pins on my left breast again and rub my clit frantically. He begins a count down and tells me to "be MY cumpainslutcherry." My whole body shakes. She kept on manipulating my cock with her hands, mouth and even nibbling on it with her teeth. She knew when I was about to let my load go and she engulfed my cock head and rolled her tongue around it. I could stand it no longer and raised by hips and grunted and as in the afternoon, shot gob after gob of cum from balls. When the first shot of cum left my cock, she started to suck my head as hard as she could. Needless to say, she drained every last drop of cum from my cock.Now my good wife. ..she could feel his eyes as they roved slowly over her. Her nipples grew hard under the unwanted attention and she squeezed her thighs tightly together. She so hated her mother! Because the weather was "lovely" she'd made Lisa wear a short summer dress. It was way shorter than anything she'd normally consider wearing, and besides exposing most of her thighs, it also revealed far too much of the swelling curves of her breasts. Usually she kept herself hidden beneath baggy sweatshirts but her. And then, when he took hold of my nipples and rolled them against these roughened fingers..."Her voice trailed away and one of her hands slid off the table and, again, pushed hard against her groin. "It must be true what they say about a 'bit of rough'," she laughed, shakily."Well," said Anne, "I've only ever done it with Clive, so... " You're not talking about having your tits felt now, though, are you?" interrupted Kate, quickly."Surely Philip's not the only other one who's done that?" Well,.