. what do we call each other?" The four of them sat for a moment pondering, when the heavy set man clumsily blurted out, "You can all call me Rhino!" ...he others looked at him in bewilderment, causing him to blush in deep embarrassment before being relieved by the brunette woman. "Sounds like you have a story behind that one... care to share? I think you owe us some... intimate detais." His blush intensified, and with a stammer he answered; "It's... just something some buddies use to call me in. J said it’s getting hot in here, and I suggested she remove her top. She said OK, if John didn’t mind. He laughed and said he was going to suggest it too. J pulled it over her head revealing these two gorgeous tits. John couldn’t stop staring at them. J then ordered us to take our pants off. After a little protest, she insisted. We both stood up and removed our pants which showed our hard cocks. Both of us had precum oozing out of the tips, and J remarked about this. John and I both grabbed our. I almost moaned out loud as my first feeling of ecstasy ran through my veins. I then drew my attention further down past her bellybutton. Tracing her V was a small mound of blonde pubic hair that was only slightly darker than her hair color. I hand my hand over the mound and it felt fine and smooth. From all these sensations I could also feel myself what I had heard referred to as 'getting wet'. Inside my crotch I could feel my vagina getting hot and slippery. I spread my legs a little and. Ah, she luxuriated ? she was already on the way to bondage heaven, she thought. Lori began caressing her generous breasts, and tweaking her nipples to stiff erectness. The hardest part was next ? she took one of the wooden clothespins, opened its jaws, and settled it over her left nipple, then allowed the jaws to close slowly. The initial pain from those jaws clamping tightly about her nip was always a shock. OUCH! These damned clothespins were almost as bad as the alligator clamps! When.