I also used to get him to clamp his nipples – his suffering was my pleasure! At this point he was begging me to meet him in London so he could hando...er money… and for me to abuse him in person. I nearly agreed but only on condition he would travel down from the Midlands with his partner only attired in an overcoat – I salivated at the prospect of them both being stopped and searched by the transport police. He was also hoping to still persuade me to degrade him by using him as a piss pot whilst. So i lied to her that i love a girl and asked her to write a love letter for me.She started teasing me and told me that she does not know hoe to write a love letter. So i kept a sad face andlooking at my face she went to her room and brought a dozen of love letters written to her in her college days and went back to kitchen.Many of her class mates proposed her to marry and wrote love letters not knowing that she was already married.So finally she had to announce in front of everyone in her. I let go and she wrapped her tiny hands around it and stroked it hand over hand and she watched as the drop of pre-cum leaked out. I pulled her up so I could kiss her knowing when I did her tits would surround my cock, as her tits hovered over my erection I started to thrust my hips up and she squeezed her tits knowing what I wanted. I wanted her suck my cock but wanted her to decide on her own. I begun to pull her up so I could suck on her big nipples and knew her pussy would be right above. In one of the cases was some of my wifes old clothes including her old school blazer which she took downstaires for a better look. I should say at this stage, that she had lost a bit of weight recently and our sex life had improved because of it. Although, luckily (for me!) she still had nice big titties and a well rounded arse. I carried on shifting stuff around the loft and I could here her downstairs shuffling about. After a while she called me down to our room. She stood in front of me.