I rested and added some clothes pins to her nipples and down to her sex, adding pins to her Labia, she bore the pain, without struggling to escape, an... the anger even the hate I felt was ebbing away.I tried whipping her again then as I rested again I tried adding a sunburst of clothes pins to each breast and around each nipple. I tried to get one on her clitoral hood but it would not grip very well.That's when she wanted to speak, no begging to be released, just for forgiveness.My shirt was. Gone were all the cares of the world, sex was the center of her thinking and her actions. She began to pinch her nipple harder and pressing one finger into her dampened pussy. Now two fingers, faster and faster the movement continued. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." With those words she raised her body off the seat and shoved three fingers into her now very wet pussy. Harder and harder she rammed those fingers into herself. I knew that images of past cocks, large and small, long and short were. I met her approximately at the same time I had met Trish. She was a blessing in disguise for me. She has been a pillar of support for me. A source of motivation and encouragement, Nina is always ready with the perfect solutions, whenever I land in some soup. Meanwhile, I have proposed marriage to her a few days back. I’m still waiting for her reply, as she needed some time to think. My love, Nina is an Angel. She turned nineteen earlier this year. Nina’s a fair-complexioned beauty, with skin so. During the days I was in the hospital, Sue would come check on me every day. Throughout the day and after her shift she took concern for me and kept me company while I underwent a series of tests. During that time we realized we had many common interests. We became fast friends, making my stay seem less scary than it was. As I got better her flirting became obvious to everyone, everyone but me that is. I just thought she was being kind. The day I was released she asked if we could get together.