I asked her “Do you like your nipples being abused?” “Oh god yes Master,it makes me all gushy.” She responded. “Good.” I said and continue... pulling, twisting, biting and pinching her now red nipples. All the while Sally had begun twisting, turning and moaning. Suddenly she cried, “Oh god I’m coming again!” Her knees wobbled and down she went, kneeling once again on the floor. I didn’t even know that was possible and watched in awe as she breathed through her climax. I let her recover for a few. This gave me confidence that if I could find the right guy she would go along with it especially once she clocks his size.I joined a specialist website that women used to procure studs and eventually got in contact with an Italian guy. Jo had always had a thing about Italian men as well as red headed men like myself. I told Toni what I was planning, he was a bit nervous at first and concerned that it may go wrong as Jo was completely unaware of what was going to happen.I let Toni know what Jo. .. are you bothered by what happened yesterday?" Oh no Reverend. I... I... it helped me understand my husband. I think?"Although her chastity had been damaged if not demolished by sharing her troubles yesterday with her minister, Bernice still felt as if the handsome preacher was truly a man of God. She had not thought his instructions on the telephone unusual and had come to this meeting fresh from the shower and without either panties or brassiere. Now, as she looked at the wide couch in the. “Josh?” she answers. I still love her voice. “Hey, beautiful. We caught?” I ask. “Keep it down! No, and why are you calling me?” “Do you wanna do something real this Friday? Maybe a movie?” I offer. There’s a pause on the line. “You mean like a real date?” she finally asks. “Yes, there’s something I wanna discuss with you too.” I don’t want our relationship to end up like Melanie and I. “Okay, pick me up at five?” she concedes. “Great, see you then,” I whisper, hoping I sound confident.