"Flash your headlights, David, when Mike stops, pull in behind him."David did so, and sat shivering as Janet reached over the back of the passenger se...t and started searching in her handbag. She produced two small bells with metal clips on them. "Know what these are, Carol?" Oh God. Are they nipple clamps, Mistress?" Clever girl. Yes they are. I brought them along just for you." Janet fondled Carol's left nipple, massaging and teasing it until it was nicely erect, and then clipped the clamp to. It was as long as my Grandpa Jack's cock was and almost as thick. I could see Kate was still uneasy by what was going to happen by the way she kept shifting her weight from foot to foot. I have to admit that I was feeling very powerful standing there with two naked older women at my mercy. I didn't think that this was going to be the only time I had these two women standing naked waiting for their punishments. "Who's first?"Neither nude woman said anything. "O.K. Mother you will be first so. We moved together as one. Our husky breathing and the slap of wet skin on skin the only sound. The store was filled with the smell of us as we both climbed closer to climax. Her hand had found my scrotum again- a gentle massage added to my pleasure and the pressure that was building in my nuts. Her hand moved to the bottom of my rigid shaft and she squeezed hard, delaying my ejaculation while she pulled me out of her insatiable slit and repositioned my tool over her sphincter. I. This was serious spy novel shit. Svetlana swore me to secrecy. I was not to speak a single word of her story until she was dead. She trusted me. I had given my word as a gentleman. She made me say the words, “as a gentleman.” If you had met her you would understand what I mean. She came from an era when women wore hats and gloves. Oh and men were “gentlemen.” So until now I have carried this story inside. With the email from her son Jean I was free of that gentleman’s promise. So here goes. .