‘Hey, Frank. Karl’s here, with Ann.’ I looked across to see the ‘new’ couple, sheets around them, pretending to be particularly poor ghosts....I’d not told him about my experience with Ann, precipitated when I’d found out she’d been fucking my ex. ‘Mmm. No problem’ I replied. ‘He won’t be a bother.’ It was much later in the evening, about midnight, when I found myself wandering to the upstairs toilet, desperate to relieve the pressure on my bladder. As I came out of the toilet, mission. I can’t stand it anymore. I tear at the shirt hiding his strong, heavily beating chest. He dives a hand under my skirt and teases a finger outside my wet pussy. I pull down the skirt with haste and promptly then undo his belt and take off his jeans. I’m wet at the sight of his monster dick popping out of his boxers. I remove those, too, before he slams me onto the desk and kisses me all over my body. He slides down to my thighs and teases his tongue around my pussy. I moan with pleasure and sit. Then she told me that today we would try doggie style and that her pussy will not be so wide. We were in the dinning room and she just bent over the table and I fucked her! I fucked her like a mad rabbit, her ass was looking at me with defiance and I was ready to tear it away! I fucked her with increasing speed until she told me it was enough, because she couldn’t take it any more. When I was ready to explode, she dropped down on her knees and put her face to my shots! I covered her face with. Hands entered from the right. Something glinted. In morbid fascination I watched as steel clamps were applied to each of my nipples. Time and again the hands switched from clamp to clamp, accompanied by a small twist that pinched them ever tighter. Finally satisfied, the hands tested the clamps, tugging each one. I groaned again. It was maddening. After the heat treatment, it almost felt good.The hands disappeared, and more hands appeared on my left. I had the strange thought that this had been.