You look down at your nipples and know he’s admiring them. You are, too, They look pretty hot, so rosy and erect. You watch the blades open and see ...hem placed on either side of your right nipple and there’s the uncomfortable feeling again that if he wanted to hurt you, really hurt you he could and you’re powerless to stop him. You see the blades close and feel their sharp edges against the sides of your nipple, tighter, tighter still. It’s increasingly painful and you half-expect to see blood. Supine on the table she pumped her bottom upwards tracing her fingers down her face and over her breasts, her nipples hardening at the touch. Both hands touching her inner thigh and seemingly trying to push her open thighs even further a part Sarah touched, stroked and caressed her whole body. Rising up she looked at him through her glasses and bit her bottom lip a half smile playing at the corner of her mouth. She cupped her breasts the flesh spilling through her fingers. Pinching them so her. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, like that!”“Uh huh, give me more. I can take more. I want it all!” As I watched Daniel rocking his hips Cherie was starting to thrust back against him. Her pussy was sucking him in, deeper and deeper. “Oh fuck that feels good! Give me more, uh huh! Fuck me Daniel!” Daniel continued to ride my wife as she thrust up against him. Her cries of passion were becoming wilder with lust.“Do you feel how tight I am? I’ve never had a big cock like this! Uh huh.” “Oh I never thought that. I loved pussy, and pussy is all I ever wanted. Never in a million years would I consider being with a man, especially with our black cleaning man Eddie. Eddie grabbed my garbage and emptied it into his pale, dusted a few fixtures, and moped the floor. As he performed his errands we briefly talked, like we usually do, about cars, women, and what ever game was on that evening. I enjoyed watching him talk; every other word coming out of his mouth was "fuck" and he usually seemed like he was.