"What! what glue?" I exclaimed in fear."The glue I put on the backs of them, they give you a much better feelif they're actually glued right on," Sara...explained."Yah she's right," Matt agreed, "it makes a huge difference, take itfrom me." Don't worry I have the solvent that will take them off when we'redone," Sara said as she too walked over and gave them a playful hit andwatched them wobble on my chest."Well I'm going to go get changed into something else," Matt said, "andI'll be right. I shrugged, and knelt down in front of her. Looking up her body I could see that she was still looking around, so I figured that she’d spot anything (or anyone) moving out there. I lowered my lips to her pussy, and kissed it gently. She moaned gently, and I stuck my tongue out, running it along the outside of her pussy lips. Pushing my tongue between the lips, I ran it up between them, lightly brushing over her clit. She shivered, as I blew across her shaved pussy and started to lick her clit. "If I can't cane them then I'll put our strongest clamps on." A sharp pain ripped through her nipples as the clamps were applied. Then the chain between them was pulled hard, stretching her tits an extra 2 inches." As Lori gasped, he plunged his cock deep into her wet and gaping cunt. It filled her completely, and pushed hard against her cervix. She didn't know when she last felt that full. Again and again the cock plunged in deep, and all the while the chain on her nipple clamps was repeatedly. " There is a distinct urgency about this. The Venetians and Austrians won, of course, but the terms are not especially earth-shattering. They'll hold the town for a while but the Turks will come back. And Venetian pride won't even be damaged by their failure to follow up on their victory. How many times have they done that?"More to the point, however, is that this encounter requires your immediate participation. I have to get it done before St. Bartholomew's Day of next year." 1987?" wondered.