"I opened my eyes and as my head was down in pain, I immediately sawthat each of my new girly nipples had a spring loaded clothespinattached to it. Mo... flicked her index finger and struck the rightclothespin. At the same time Marie did the same on the left.I whimpered."Oh, come on, big boy. That doesn't hurt that much. You know whatwill hurt? In about 15 minutes, I will take off each clothespin andput them back on at a shift of 90 degrees from where I placed thembefore on your nipples. OH, now. As he said this, he took her hand and kissed it, very slowly. She felt his touch all the way through her body, trying not to tremble. ‘How can he have this affect on me,’ she thought. Sensing her reaction somehow, he slowly placed one of her fingers in his mouth, sucking on it, savoring it. She moaned as the sensation flooded through her. “I can’t take this anymore, I’ve missed you so much, I don’t know why but I have” he stated, his voice husky. Oh boy, she thought, she remembered that tone. As she continues to wriggle on top of me, a viscous mixture of Caz's cum and mine begin to slide out of her pussy, down my cock and balls, and onto the cushions of your couch. Caz pulls your cock out of her mouth and says "bloody hell, I meant to put a sheet down."As you pull your pants back up, and Caz lifts herself wearily off of me, the rest of the concoction from inside her still-twitching minge runs out and onto me, and then continues on to the same, already-drenched spot. Caz giddily says. He was undeserving of her; he wasn’t good enough. Life, for him, had never been good; it had been an endless stream of taunts, of teasing, of bullying. He was ugly, he was awkward, he moved funny, he talked funny- even for someone from Queens- he was a nerd, a geek, a dork. Who was he to have someone like her?He loved her, more than he could put into words. She was special. She was so perfect. She was beautiful, oh yes, she was beautiful. That light brown skin, her soft brown eyes, her long,.