The bask I wore had laces in the front to tighten thebody and fastenings down the back, the extra laces atthe front because being a shelf the bask had... a lot ofweight to hold up. I felt the bask loosen slightly andthen as Tony began biting my nipples a little harder Ifelt his fingers working down the fasteners at theback. I was so turned on by John watching me through thewindow as Tony began seducing me that I felt mylubricant trickle out of my pussy and run down my innerthigh, if John. We couldn’t wait, and we both came quickly. Kristen held on to me even after we were spent and just cried into my shoulder. Eventually, she quieted down and fell asleep wrapped around me.The second time was later that night. It was slow, sensual and passionate. We held, and kissed, and licked each other. Finally, she invited me into her for more long, slow strokes with kissing and sighing. Near the end, it was hard and fast again. Kristen came twice before we finished nearly together. We slept. .. What can I tell you? Erm...” Helen begins, thinking up some examples. “I discovered sex with I was 15 ... Boys at school ... Then I started going to pubs and found out that men were much more fun than boys ... I used to go out and get drunk every weekend, and once I was drunk, I’d just fuck anyone who wanted to fuck me ... Three or four men in a row, and I’d lose count of the cocks I would suck. I’d walk home afterwards with all their spunk running down my thighs. When I got home I’d throw. My nipples never need sucking or stretching to erection. The sight and thought of the clamps application is enough. A clumsy hand combined with a number of attempts to apply the clamp in the perfect way is enough to sell the virtues of a heavy gag. One Mistress was so fascinated about the level of pain fresh hold my nipples can manage; she freed one hand from its restraint, oiled and demanded I apply my own nipple clamps, insisting on a perfect horizon when secure. It took a good slippery 20.