Over time, I became more adventurous in my wanking exploits, but more about that later.The first time, I was with my boyfriend, we were on holiday, it...was night-time and we’d gone for a post dinner stroll along the seafront.If you’ve ever seen the film ‘The French Lieutenant’s Woman’ you’ll be familiar with the Cobb at Lyme Regis, a costal town in South West England. It’s a pier type construction like a huge, wide wall, which shields the harbour and protects the town from rough seas. We’d had. He thenbegins to pinch, pull and slightly twist the nipples,while pinching harder. At first this begins to hurt,slightly, but the pinching feeling is replaced by warmthacross her body, that causes her pussy to gush.He then takes her nipples and pulls on them harder,causing her body to move forward. The slave’s face isalmost touching Master’s, and she feels him give her avery soft, wet and sexy kiss, and then release hernipples.Master sits back, takes another drink, and looks againat. Not too much, I hope, though.”Rick reluctantly complied. Yet, his body was still tense as he heard the suggestive cap of a plastic bottle being cracked open.“Apply enough lube. You're not supposed to hurt him. At least not physically. Just humiliate him. And do it right. Big time,” Rick heard Kate's voice calmly explain.Wasn't Rick's invidious situation humiliating enough, he wondered as panic overcame him from feeling the slippery steel brush over his butt hole. His once so prissy girlfriend. "No, Roger, oh no," she cried, somewhat unconvincingly since I'd just told her I needed to fuck her. I kept her pulled down while I poked by cock around. Finally, the head found its slot and shoved its ugly face into her beautiful, steamy wet pussy. I slid all the way into her, right to the hilt. It seemed like a long slide, she was so hot and wet, and exquisite!"Ohhhhh, Roger, ohhhhh, Rog, ohhhhhhh." That was the best sound I'd heard in these mountains, as far as I was concerned. She continued.