My hands were pinching her left nipple. I then kissed her left nipple in a similar fashion. I held both her breasts together and kissed both the nippl...s together. Sam was moaning with pleasure and asking me not to stop. Her hands were roaming all over my head and back and she was forcing my head on her boobs.She started squeezing my cock over my shorts. She grabbed my head and started giving me wild kisses. She removed my t-shirt and started kissing my chest and nipples. She touched her nipples. Two men were walking up the street some 200 yards away, talking with each other. As they started approaching, I thought hard about what to do. A passing car might not notice me, but no matter how dark it was and regardless of the fact that I was six floors high, men below my balcony might. Or they might not. Even if they do, can they see that I am naked? Can they see my face? What the hell, I suddenly decided. This is what taking risks is all about. This is a calculated risk, and even if it. . And it's so big in my hands! So warm, hot and stuff, you know. And it's squishin' squishin' all that cream!" Faster, Nancy! Jerk it faster!" Like this then, jerk up and down and stuff!" she gasped, her eyes on his frizzing prick."Yes, like that, darling Nancy... Fuck me with your fists! Gimme a good fist-fuck!" You gonna get that feelin' like I got a few minutes ago?" Nancy asked."Yes, yes... pump me!" I'm doin' the best I know how. I never masturbated a prick before." You're doin' it! You're. "We'll just have to make sure this doesn't happen again, won't we?"He walked off and returned later with a pair of thick leather tubes of some sort. He made my hands into fists and then jabbed them into the tubes. He tied them tightly closed with leather cords and then stood back to admire his handiwork.My hands were locked into the leather mitts so there was no way I could get them out. I effectively no longer had hands! He grunted and went away. I looked at the things resentfully, and tried.