No more small talk the only safe words she had was two colors yellow for she liked the sensation but it was too hard and red for stop. Some people lik... to build up slow I like to find the limit from the start and work down. I took her shirt off and had her spread her arms out I began to put clothespins on her soft under arm skin she winced as each clip was put on I had fifty total twenty five for each side of her. She took it well after a few minutes I took a few off you could see the pain in. It had been years since I had touched a man and just looking at his cock sent shivers through my body.I looked at his face. He was still very much passed out. So I milked his cock a few times like I used to do for my husband.It felt good to hold a warm soft hunk of meat in my hand. I held it thinking of how I loved to milk my husbands cock and feel it grow in my hand and then when he was ready to cum I would take it into my mouth and swallow his salty thick semen.I felt this boys cock stiffen. "You want this Debbie?" he asked her softly."Oh yes Rick." She allowed her voice to drop to a husky whisper full of desire "do me Rick like you did before."He grabbed her hips and pushed his dick inside her pussy.Debbie grasped at the chain she was dangling from to pull her legs up and hook them around Rick's waist. Rick sank deeper into her than anyone ever had before and they both groaned in unison.As he began to pump into her, his mouth latched on to one of her boobs. His hands were cupping. When I got there, they told me they were getting a divorced and that my dad has already been living out for a month. I got a bit sad, but I accepted it; I thought that if they’re divorcing is because they were having a bad time together, so it’s really the best for them.Even though I asked them, at that moment they didn’t explain too much about the reason of it. “It’s not like it used to be.” “These things happen sometimes.” And similar answers.That same afternoon I went to visit my dad’s new.