Taking a stapler from the desk, she staples the middle of each bra cup right through yournipples, then pinches the skin on your tummy so she can stapl... the side of your torn panties to them.The gusset still hangs down between your legs, exposing your tortured winky, so she fetches the bigstapler they use for putting up posters, the one with 25mm staples, and fastens one through eachedge of the material, right into the sides of your pubic mound. Your blouse edges are stapled intofolds of skin. "A minute late I heard the front door open and close and I moved up to fuck my wife."Not right now sweetie," she said. "I'm worn out."Chapter 4Over the next few weeks, I discovered just how committed to this new path Alex was, as she refused to allow me into her. When I'd tried to initiate again the following night, she refused."Remember it was you who asked for this," she told me when I pressed the issue and then turned the TV on and closed her eyes.I wanted to scream and tell her that I never. The aerie was above the jungle’s swelter, the constant breeze keeping the heat at bay. My skirt and sleeveless shirt clung to my body, the fabric molding to my small breasts.I felt so exposed. Especially with Sophia giving me hungry looks, reminding me of our guilty tryst.We had to camp in the jungle overnight. Watches were kept, though I heard lovemaking in the dark for those couples who weren’t on guard against couatls. I caught glimpses of naked bodies in the moonlight breaking through the. I held her hand and helped her to her feet. Her mouth tasted of my cock and I wanted more! We went up the two stories to my bedroom very slowly, pausing to kiss every few steps. Imy was going to be my best song ever...And I wanted it to be perfect for her. When we got to my bedroom, we were both SO ready for everything. My cock was hard and twitching for her, and her pussy was soaking wet from her juices. I told her to hold her arms up, and when she did I slowly slid her dress up over her head..