Cynthia was surprised that June could feel at all, after the clamps had mauled her nipples for the last hour or so.. June was still lightly moaning. ...he pain had lessened with the shifting of her weight backward, but now the sharp ridge of the horse was beginning to make itself felt on her perineum and even her asshole.Cynthia continued lightly teasing, alternating between her fingers and letting the whippet graze the exposed breasts. Then she had a revelation. She handed the whippet to Robert. I want to try and suck your cock and I want to be yours. It's sentimental foolishness to think anything will last more than a few hours between us but..." Jon sighed and the words hang in the air. "Please, my little pet. Just have fun for once in your life." Nathan finally got Jon into his play-room. Jon was right about one thing. They did have fun, and it lasted for a few hours, that first time. After that the foolishness was not Nathan's fault, but Jon's. * "Have you had sex yet?" Jon. .." I giggled. "Not Ana. I'm talking about Fernanda. I think she's still in my bed." Which one?" Sofia pulled up a canvas director's chair. "Just make her eyes black or something." Or something," Erin sighed. "She does this to me on purpose, you know." Fernanda Lessa," I told Sofia, since there were two of them. Fernanda Tavares was the older of the two and kind of stuck up, but I'd do her anytime, anywhere ... given half a chance."I know she does," Sofia said, speaking to Erin and ignoring. When he got to them them he commented on how silky and smooth they felt. I could see he was paying particular attention to the crotch area and to my surprise his continuous comments about my wife's panties and what he would do if he had a wife like mine were really starting to turn me on. Still holding the panties, he, said that he'd do anything to see my wife in them. He said his favourite type of panties on a woman were just like the ones he was holding, sheer lace, his wife always wore.