We wondered about the streets peering into nightclub and other small venues. One that caught my eye seemed to be plentiful with women, it looked like ...he perfect place to mingle, dance and wind down an evening. I grabbed his hand and we entered inside. It was a very comfortable atmosphere. The sound of light jazz filled the room and my husband proceeded to get us a couple of drinks. I started feeling a little frisky after the first few dances combined with my drinks and the enjoyment of finally. With my finger pressed to his lips, I shushed him carefully as I sensed he was becoming scared. "I want you to watch me make love to her, David. There's plenty of hiding areas in my bedroom so you can see us. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I asked as his eyes never once left mine... he nodded yes. "But..." he began to say... "What does she... I mean... does she... you and her, I mean... like each other?" He asked innocently. Again, I nodded yes. His eagerness caused me to smile. What a. Some people like 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 her eyes as the clips were taken off and feeling returned to the pinched off areas. I took one off on a side and than but one back on. "Is that OK?" she asked, and Chris nodded with an, "Mmmmm."Lynn was very gentle. She eased in, little by little, until the entire length was buried. It had hurt slightly as it stretched him, but that had just added to the excitement of his virginity being taken."Still OK?" she asked. He was. Now she was in, the pain had gone and all that remained was the intense pleasure or an erogenous zone he had scarcely explored.She began to move in and out, and as she did Chris found that if he positioned.