I couldn't breathe, so I stopped resisting him. He moved one hand below my skirt and I heard a rip as he tore my panties from my body. He eased his ...rip on my throat and I inhaled his stench. Then he made a fist and punched me in the face. Again I blacked out. When I regained consciousness, I felt him inside me. My legs were splayed back over my head. I was wedged into the corner of the room. I couldn't move. He was laughing. Then I blacked out completely.I awoke in the hospital. . ;-)I could hardly wait to get home to play with my new toys. Of course the phone rings and the dog has to go out… oh hurry up… ok finally I could unpack my purchases. I unpackaged them and tried out the dial on the nipple clamps. Now that I figured out how to work them, I thought of other places I could clamp them. First to adjust the clamps to fit firmly on my nipples…. Oh it hurt so good. When I turned them on I smiled slightly. This was nice. The sensation was really good.Well it was time to. The sermon didn’t impress her, and the hymns, to an electric organ, dragged. Still, being a couple was fun. On campus, they were a couple, but people knew her or -- less often -- knew Andy. The couple was Marilyn and her Andy. Back in Evanston, it had been ‘Oh those two whom we knew separately are now a couple.’ When they walked into a rural church, the congregation saw a new couple long before they recognized Andy or Marilyn. They agreed to try another church the next week.On the way back,. He even got her to swop a few times and my wife loved his slightly longer cock than mine plus a longer than average tongue to lick he cunt with. They were happy three years and then Marnie got breast cancer and underwent therapy. She fought the disease two years, but faded and succumbed in 1993 leaving him in bad shape. Sid was a bit of a computer whiz and started chatting to a woman in Kenya who,d lost her husband to colon cancer five years previously leaving her with a pretty little daughter.