Possibly, she expected the coldness to stimulate her to pee, or something, or, maybe, it just excited her to do it like that. In any event, it excited...me, I have to say… Anya reached behind herself to grasp the rim with both hands and looked deeply into my eyes. She held my gaze for nearly a minute and then her eyes closed and she tiled her head back. I saw a ripple of tension flick across the flat expanse of her tummy and then, all of a sudden, she raised herself slightly and thrust herself. Which nip girl???Nnnggnngh.?I place the tools and rings on a table adjacent to the bondage chair so she can see them. Her eyes widen in fear. I wash the needles and rings in alcohol. I?ll start with the right breast, it?s close. Cup my hand under the breast, pinch the nipple, again, again. I want it standing out? a big target. NOW!?Nghhheowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! NHGunghhhh!??Did it hurt little darling? Oh! You can?t really talk can you??Rotate the needle in her nipple, pull it through,. That you weren't in a right state of mind," she explained. "Hell, I was a minor for fucks sake, so you Meghan and I, and Grandma...it could have blown up, so we couldn't' talk about it." That's fucked up." It was." Those were great dreams!" I said with a smile. Melissa, who had been pretty somber smiled as well. "Did I really watch you fist fuck Meghan?" Yes you did." You were a hot little slut back then." I still am. And now I'm legal." she said rubbing my cock through my pants. We began. Could she really go through with the wedding? She loved Mike, but her body had needs. Sex wasn't everything, but it was important. Could she go through life constantly frustrated?Jen looked at herself in the mirror. She was so horny. She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall, then moved her hand over her breast. She traced a finger over her bra, drawing a circle around her nipple. Her nipple responded and stiffened underneath the bra.She pulled up her short skirt, and slipped one hand inside.