I knew what was next, get that tiny clamp onto my puffy nipple which was still throbbing from the slapping. I put it on, making myself squirm involunt...rily. I started slapping my right breast, hard and fast, he periodically told me to hit higher, slower, faster, lower, the nipple, the underside... it went on and on. My eyes were watering when i had finished, I lost count but I know it got more strikes than the other tit. Then came the time to pull the clip off my left tit. Gasps escaped me. I didn't feel anywhere near as turned on as I thought I should be.We had our tongues in each others mouths, our hands on each others breasts and yet neither of us was agitated or unduly excited. It was all very calm and restrained.She slowly pulled away from me, took her hand off my breast and put both hands on my shoulders. She looked into my face and seemed to be studying me closely."OK." She finally said. "That was a bit weird."Then she slowly, deliberately began undoing my shirt buttons.. Gerald and I weren't paying much attention to the game. I was far more interested in the feel of his hand on my inner thigh and on my throbbing mound over my robe, to make any more than a one syllable word at a time, both on the game board and out of my mouth. Thankfully, neither of the boys seemed to notice. Soon it was time for the boys to shower and get ready for bed, and a new nightly ritual began. Our youngest still liked to be tucked in and I went to do that. When I went in to our. She could, at the very least, take him into the shower at times. As she explored his cock, she smiled as she touched the foreskin. She would enjoy playing with it. After all, the company raved about how their dolls could feel pleasure themselves. Her hand slipped around to his backside. It was a nice size for a man. Janelle was happy with her purchase so far, and she was sure she would not regret it."Michael, power on," she said as she stepped back from him.There was a slight whirring noise as.