... please....”. Need surged through her, greater than ever, but Michael wouldn’t change his pace. His mouth opened wide to take in as much of her...large breast as he could, while his tongue still lazily circled her aching nipple. “Oh, please... harder.... pleeeeze,” she begged. “He will. Enjoy the anticipation.” came John’s voice whispered in her ear. His hands started lowering her head and body to the table as John’s lips left her breast and lazily trailed kisses in a back and forth pattern on. “Be enough room for what we find inside, I reckon.”“Hope so, Kalem,” the man on the right shuddered. “I don’ fancy dumpin’ this lot and comin’ back. I seen enough a death to last lifetimes.”“Ya ain’t pissin’ in the wind, Gerosh,” Kalem replied, pulling his pants up higher. He strode to the door and took a deep breath. “Le’s just get it over with.”The door wasn’t any different than the seemingly hundreds of others which the two men had opened in the past several weeks, some were stronger and. "You deserve it if you can't control your udders, i will."I look up at him my eyes pleading, hoping he leaves my nipples alone as they very are very sore."Look at the floor slut."I do as ordered. MM clamps my nipples the chain connects them. Pulls the chain up my tits lift of my chest and he lets go. My poor sore nipples really are painful.Im ordered to remove the last of his clothes which I do with pleasure as he has a great body. He lays with his feet off the edge of the bed and orders me. And once, my dear accident discovered my nickname from which I wrote to women. But she did not tell me about it. She hid it for a long time.Until one day she finally broke out and said she knows everything I do, that she read all my posts on forums and stuff. I cried. I did not want her to learn that way. It began to gnash between us. But we kept in touch.I loved her more than anything and I still love her. After some time, she forgave me. I had to explain why I had shoes or photos of shoes and.