The next thing I remember was feeling a sharp pain in my tit. I came back to and open my eyes. I look down and he's putting nipple clamps on me. He pl...ces each one on then makes sure they're on tightly. He grabs each clamp and squeezes them down into my nipple. The clamps were digging into my skin. He then grabbed a chain and connected the clamps together with it. He then reaches up and grabs anotther chain and puts a hook onto it. He then connects that hook to the chain holding the clamps on. You're the daddy Buck, because no other man has even seen my pussy. So I'm already knocked up Buck, and that means you can squirt that nice hot stuff up inside me.Buck couldn't take it and exploded before Kathy even had an orgasm. She didn't really mind, it was the feeling of his sperm flooding her pussy that she really loved and wanted... to have part of him inside her... that would stay there when he left her empty. She grinned as she realized the baby was an even bigger part of him, and that. As we drove to her friend's house Zelda snuggled up to me, her fingers stroking my now-tumescent cock over my pants. In turn, I had my hand high up her thigh, plucking the suspenders of her stockings like a lute and stroking her firm, creamy flesh. Higher my hand strayed and she parted her legs further to allow me to pet her dear little pussy over her lace-trimmed knickers, moistness at my fingertips.She sighed, her breath quickening, and said: "I'm on fire, love, I just want you to fuck me,. We spent two hours before lunch in an extended jam session – we played ‘Promised Land’, ‘Crossroad Blues’, ‘Teenage Wedding’, and several of our own songs, just to get back into the groove of playing together. Paul had invited Mike Franz to join us, along with Ian Moss and Don Walker. Mike had his Yamaha stage organ, Don played my Rhodes and Clavinova, leaving me free to play my guitars, which I really enjoyed.Don was in fantastic form, particularly on ‘Teenage Wedding’; he took a piano break.