As I was inside the shower, with my body covered in soap, I felt a pair of hands caressing me from behind, going up through my round hips until grab m...y firm tits. Some nice fingers started top lay with my hardened nipples…I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the contact of my sking with this naked body; thanking that Camilla was so horny and aroused as me.But then I heard my girlfriend from a bit far, asking anything to me…So I opened my eyes, finding those soft hands touching me were black…I turned. For Flo, she was actually, “dressed up.” She sat opposite me at her kitchen table and watched me eat the sandwich. I was watching her big breasts trying to bust thru the sweater. I wasn’t too keen on the subject, but I was guessing Aunt Flo was a C cup, and never having borne a child, I imagined her nipples were still pink. I caught myself grinning and realized I was starring at her chest. Yes, I think I had it figured. I was guessing Aunt Flo was about 42 years old and her nipples looked brand. I pulled up alongside and there she was, grinning like a Cheshire cat who was definitely going to get the cream. She jumped out of her car and ran round to my passenger seat before I’d even switched off the engine. “Hi” she smiled and leaned over for a lingering kiss, her perfume was intoxicating, this also had the benefit of her top gaping forward giving me a lovely cleavage view as she moved in, god they were gorgeous. She sat and we chatted for a few mins about the journey, mundane things,. She noisily sucked my nipples till they stood out red and hard. I moaned loudly. She stood close pressing my strained cock against her warm pussy as she sucked. Once my nipples were swollen, wet and red, she clamped them tightly with silver clamps. I shuddered with pleasure. Mistress Dee, then hung weights on the clamps. The weights stretched and pulled my nipples. I was panting as the pleasure and pain coursed through my body. My chin dripping as I moaned, along with my cock looking like it.