It’s not exactly a three-person job.”“Well, I’ll call you at lunch and see how it’s going.”“That would be great. Love you.” It felt li...e she practically shoved me out the door.As promised, I called home during lunch. No answer and I left a message. I let the phone ring ten times before hanging up. Next, I called her cell phone. After four rings it went to her voicemail. I left another message.Just before it was time to leave, my phone finally rang, and I saw by the caller id that it was. She was close to begging, and he knew this. He flicked the clothespin on her nipple and she moaned loudly, bringing her ever closer, but before she got there, he placed a second clothespin on her other nipple. He was firmer this time, knowing that she could handle it. He wanted her pretty badly himself by this stage. She looked so beautifully brazen lying there tied to the bed frame, his suit tie acting as a blindfold, two clothespins on her nipples and her ass red from the earlier spanking. . Last summer as I was fucking my ex girl friend, and this is how I lost her, I closed my eyes, and was about to cum when I started dreaming it was Karen who had her finger nails in my back telling me to fuck her harder, and that she was coming with me. I guess I called out Karen's name. Tina pushed me off of her with my cum shooting all over her, the bed, and the pillows. I wont go into the fight we had before she stormed out yelling that I was some sick bastard who needed his balls cut off. It. One Sunday afternoon after the three guests had finally departed with more squeals, and my stupid cock had relaxed a bit, she came into my room and stood beside me, wearing nothing but a school t-shirt which barely reached her cute round butt.“What’s going on?” she asked. “You’re always hiding out when my friends are here, closing your door or going down to the basement.”I stopped reading the porn story I was enjoying, the one about big brother horsing young sister, put my Mac to sleep and.