I can see the faint outline of your lips as you run your fingers back and forth, over them. You are becoming very hot as I watch you suck and ...ick on my cock. your fingers now pushagainst the tiny band of elastic that holds them tight against your love. Exposing your lips to the night. you touch lightly against the wet lips. slowly stroking them, making them even wetter. We pull up to a light. the car next to us is dark but I know they can see you as you tempt them with your passion.. She pulled up some photos of her mother she had sent Melora.Her mother was a fairly attractive woman. I knew from what Melora had told me she was thirty-seven years old, although she looked a little younger in my opinion. She had dirty blonde hair, and a lovely dirty smile to go with it. Melora said her mother’s name was Helena.I flicked through the photos until I came to one that really intrigued me. It was a picture of her mother sitting by the side of a pool; her feet dipped in the water.. Hooking them to the chains she dropped them one by one letting them tug my balls toward the floor. The sudden pain almost brought tears to my eyes. “Good, boy! You’re going to be fun!” She found two silver nipple clamps. Sucking my nipples into her mouth she sucked and bit each one, getting them to swell before she tightened the clamps. Two smaller weights were attached and dropped. I moaned. “Oh good. They are tight enough. I hate it when they fall off, unless I want them too.” She chuckled.. We chatted back and forth a lot over the next two or three months. One day she wrote and wanted to talk but i was on my way to the park with the kids so I suggested that she meet me at there and we would talk then. She replied that was fine she had been wanting to meet in person anyway. Well let me tell you, what I saw was not what I expected. When I first saw her my first thought was that she is the type that belongs in a men's magazine naked. Well I introduced her to the kids and then told.