In my mind I had obviously been picturing her mother, laying in her bed, old lady nightgown pulled up around her waist. I was imagining her gray haire... pussy, and seeing her trying out various vibrators to get herself wet. I wondered if she tried her fingers, and the thoughts had my mind swirling. "Snap out of it", my wife shouted at me. "I really feel bad for her." "Well tell her to get a boyfriend, she's plenty hot, I am sure she can find a guy to lick her sweet pussy every now and then," I. It sucked that his team had to fly out that night. We didn't get to talk to him for very long but he promised us good seats for the Packers game next week. Since it was a home game he could hang out with us all evening and bring Joyce, Linda, and Ellen along too.Faith caught on to those of us who didn't need to sleep anymore on the return trip and soon she was sleepless also.Two hours after we got there I was debating whether it was such a good idea. Six beautiful and horny women may sound like. .. Shall we take this conversation to my office?" She turned and started walking immediately. Jane followed, her heart pounding in her chest.Ms Steward signelled to Jane to close the door behind her. She did so. Her teacher sat down on her desk and looked at Jane with a cocked head. It struck Jane how beatiful the woman was with her dark, curly hair, pale skin and a curvy body fitting perfectly into her black dress. She did not look like a high school teacher. As often around more beatiful. Me feet still are not flat on the floor but with me panting and twitching with the pain on both areas I kind of hover.The next what seams like an hour but probably 20 minutes I spend slowly moving between positions, sometime with my legs well apart but with a painful pull on the nipples and other times stretching my body out to ease the pressure on the clamps but squezzing my balls and making them hurt with the pinch of the pegs.I cannot get any respite so if anyone was watching it probably.