"Yes mom..." I stammered. My face was all red. "How do you know it mom?" I said. The boys at your age loves tits. I know that you like them too becaus... I found some tits-magazines under your bed. You naughty boy! All the magazines are about tits and busty girls." Mommy! I shouted. I was so ashamed."Don't be ashamed darling. Its quite normal at your age. When did you find those mags? I said."About a week ago. Son they were quality magazines. The girls were gorgeous. And I must admit I myself. We sit and discuss the day. She tells me what she has achieved, and admits to the small failures that will result in her punishments later. The clamps are still tight on her nipples, not easily seen by others. But she knows now that the real pain will come when they are removed!We drink a little more. After about fifteen minutes, I tell her to remove the clamps. I expect her to do this discretely, but in public view. She slips her hand into her blouse and releases the first clamp. She bites her. I knew this drove her wild, and knew she was very wet. I brought my hand up to caress this side as I lifted my mouth to focus on the other breast. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I repeated my actions on the other breast with my mouth. Her hips were grinding into mine as her passion mounted. I slid my other hand around her hip and up her side to briefly hold the breast I had in my mouth, then let it trail over her silky smooth skin under her shirt and down to the top of. .. well ... you know ... I wasn't sure I was sane ... might as well go for broke. "Baked Idaho spud dripping with real salted butter, with chives and bacon bits. Spinach salad on the side with cheddar cheese and Italian dressing. Couple of sourdough dinner rolls piping hot from the oven with plenty of good Amish butter, and hot blueberry pie for filling up the corners?" Would you care for a Piccini 2008 Riserva Brunello di Montalcino DOCG to go with your steak? The DOCG is a ripe, fruity wine,.