" She wanted me to. She was so anxious to please me. I loved the feeling and the sight of her working her thighs, as if she were exercising, keeping h...r feet tightly around my dick while rubbing it. I held them in my hands to ease the strain on her, and to tickle them. I loved hearing her little giggles, and as much as I loved to see her watch me cum for her, I wanted her to cum first. Always.I remembered the beauty of her pussy bulging in her panties and wanted to treat myself again to that. Now I just needed to put 10 clothespins on my penis and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait and WAIT! After waiting for 7 hours I was about take down all the clothespins when I heard a voice say how did you get those 10 clothespins on your dick. As I turned my head to reply I could not believe my eyes it was Clothespin Girl Superhero. Her body covered in clothespins my 4 3/4" dick went erect in a split second with 2 clothespins flying off my dick but before they could hit ground. I asked them if I could clean my hand at least since the cum was drying and becomming sticky, which caused friction, asking for some lube as well. They argued about it for about 5 minutes, then said yes. I cleaned my hands quickly, and added an ample amount of lube to my dick, getting it as slick as possible. I began stroking like mad, my dick harder than it had been all day, and was just about to cum when the timer sounded. K told me to stop and remove my hand, immediately. 5 more stokes. Just in case. We walked in and I was right. the joint was full of ruff looking guys and all of them where smoking...I hate smoke. The juke box was playing some country music I'd never heard of. I stopped just inside the door and turned to ask my wife if she really wanted to be in here. She looked over my shoulder and said not really , I don't feel like being ****d by those guys ,lets leave. We went back out to the truck, the parking lot was brightly lit and there where d**g deals being made.