Rubbing his thumb against my clit, pushing the piercing up he makes me gasp and when his fingers started to fuck me I can’t hold it anymore.I cry ou... in joy, screaming that I love him as I come so hard my knees give out under me.Trying to keep my balance while my body is caught in the bliss of the moment, I let myself fall against him.In his arms I shake with each peak of pleasure, his scent making me even wilder.I don’t want this feeling to go away, or his fingers out of my pussy but I need. My parents tried five other childminders over the next few months, but each one told my parents that they couldn't take me after only a few weeks, in one case after only a few days, every one of them was quick to point out that it was nothing that I had done that had prompted their decision. Rather than try to find a new childminder my parents decided that my brother was old enough at fourteen to take care of my sister and myself after school, this of course meant that I walked home by myself. I opened it up and saw a pink shimmering outfit inside complete with heels. I quickly undressed and piece by piece pulled each item out of the box and slipped it on. When I was finished putting the snug fitting outfit on I turned my attention to the pink heels. As I put each one on I noticed that the straps were held in place by little padlocks, but paid little mind as it was what my Henry wanted me to wear.Finishing up I stood and looked at myself in the mirror, the pink PVC material squeaking. ‘Yeah, I know. It’s a weird reality.’ He paused as if to contemplate that further before continuing. ‘The thing was, she was beautiful. Fit, voluptuous, wonderful, curvacious body. But very unresponsive in the sack.’ ‘I suppose you two were pretty much surrounded by unwitting travelers?’ ‘Yeah. You certainly couldn’t make any noise or move very, um, vigorously, without drawing attention to yourself. So it was a bit like being a teenager doing something you’re not supposed to be doing. That.