I took the nipple clamps off. She gave a sharp, animal-like, cry in the back of her throat as the blood started to rush back and feeling returned in a...wave of pain. Minutes went by before she regained the use of the muscles that allowed her to talk."Th, th, thank you," she stammered, hardly able to form the words, "I'm sorry. Please stop this. I'm sorry." I stopped it before and look what happened. Why should I stop it again?" I, I, I know. I can't bear this any more though. Over and over. I was thinking of heading home, i had seen some action and it did not look like anything else would happen. Then just as i was about to leave the 40s couple came up and sat on the centre king size bed and started watching the porn. I looked around at them and she was wanking him off and he was fingering her whilst they watched the porn. I started watching them with the other guys instead of the porn. he guy in the couple then slid his cock into the woman whilst they were laying on their sides. Sherry leaned her head back and began making soft mewing noises. She looked at me and smiled.“You like?” she asked.“Oh yes,” I replied.“I think it’s time these came off,” Bruce said, as he hooked his thumbs around her panties.Sherry moved her outstretched legs together as Bruce slid her panties down. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside. She was now standing between the two men wearing only her stockings, garters and heels. Her smooth pussy and tits were naked and being massaged by. She hated this walk She had made it daily for weeks. In a room at the end of the corridor lay her husband of forty odd years. It physically pained her to come here and sit by his side every day. He was unresponsive and already far, far away from the world they had shared together. Even coming here today so close to Christmas, passing the bell ringers and people hurrying to buy gifts made no difference in the way Roberta felt. This was a sad day, just like it had been for so many days before..