Then her hands reached under my squashed tits and seek the nipples. A solider knelt and opened two small circular holes in the surface on which I lay....The hands holding my tits pinched each nipple between sharp finger nails as they were forced through the holes. Once each nipple was through and hanging down, the solider fixed a small sharp clip to each nipple. I felt the claws sink in and a throbbing pain fill each nipple. A pain that felt warm and not quiet as bad as I would have imagined it. I asked her about her family and she mentioned that her husband passed away 3 years back in a road accident and she has one girl who is married. Lata was staying in a nearby chawl with her old mother-in-law and was practically alone. Her family history was most suitable to turn my fantasies to reality. Having heard her family history, my lund became tight and I inadvertently adjusted it as it was hurting me and was ready to pop out of my trouser on my slightest command to witness Lata’s lustful. She suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled it back to her, bent over and put the finger in her mouth, sucking it like a cock. Pulling her lips tight down the shaft of my finger there was a little smacking sound as it exited her mouth. Then, licking the length of my finger, she said " Ummm, pussy taste good even if it's your own. " her voice getting a little raspy. I knew she was going to be wild tonight and I loved it. As we drove to our destination I thought back to the time my friend Bert asked. Even though we were officially on vacation, and the coaching staff were as well, most of the squad used to come to swim laps during the open training sessions at the pool in order to stay in condition. I passed the summer days at the campus pool, working on my technique and lap pacing, and spent the rest of the time hanging out at the beach or friend's pools with other members of the swim team. We used to laugh at the goons who would start hitting the gym at the end of winter to get 'beach.