The tingles moved to my balls, and I could feel the start of my orgasm. I could hear Helga whimpering and moaning again. Suddenly her pussy tightened....I could feel the tension in the muscles of my cock and knew that I was very close to cumming. I glanced at her face, and her eyes were shut, and her face glowed with a look of pure bliss."Fuck, fuck, fuck…. I think I’m gonna cum, Helga. Your goddamn cunt… feels so fucking… unbelievable!" I moaned. I eagerly kissed one breast then the other after. "Ninette's a very pretty name. Was one or both of your parents French?" No. My mother was dead keen on ballet though and named me after Ninette de Valois."A man Jenny did not recognise came in. He was bald, thickset and wore a singlet. His arms were heavily tattooed."Hi, Mike," said Drew and Ninette."Hi! Bloomin' hot, ennit?"Drew and Ninette grinned and went back to their own conversation.Gavin served him a pint of bitter and introduced Jenny. "Mike's a very good furniture maker," he said."No. His sister was begging him for the same, but instead of giving it himself, he ordered me to do it, to show her my gratitute for introducing me to him. Again i hesistated. he took the clothespins and that convinced me. i started kind of 'scared'. "ok, you need some encouragement it seems" he said and put one clothespin on my left nipple. aauw... that hurts! a little later when he still wasn't satisfied with my kissing-performance, he added the other and played with them until he was satisfied.. . she was decorative, smart and reasonably shy ... and she had a habit of showing up just when he needed cheering up."I'm at the gate ... be a sweetie and tell," she peered at the Corporal's blouse tag, "Lance Johns I can come in." Johns leered back ... Connie was wearing her Private Catholic Girls School uniform. (Connie didn't go to school ... she was graduated.)"I can do that ... put him on." She did ... minutes later she was sitting in the gate house swiveling the counter stool and humming.