He carefully pulled out a small crop followed by a set of nipple clamps which would soon be put to use. After swatting each of sub lin's tits a couple...of times which made her nipples become erect, Master P gently attached one clamp to each nipple with a small steel chain which went from one to the other hanging between her breasts. No doubt with a moderate amount of pain to her clamped nipples lin stood with eyes closed, Mister PJ and myself watched as Master P tugged slightly on the chain …. ”“Do you masturbate thinking about your mom?” I asked.“Well, yes,” came from his end.“I’m assuming your mom isn’t stupid and she has a nose and can smell what’s going in your room.”“But I always keep my door closed!”“Isn’t that half your problem?” I typed back. “A closed door is a closed opportunity; an open door is an open invitation. Leave your door open. If she’s seeing someone else, she’ll shut your door. Remember there are lots of guys who would pay her for the privilege of being a. But the size of his cock! It wasn't fully erect, but, my God! He was going to shove that in me? Not right away, apparently, as he stuffed the half-erect thing in my gob and reached under to play with my tits. Now, I'm pretty proud of my tits – double D's, firm and nicely shaped. They've been very useful a time or two, distracting men who might have caused a problem for me. But he was mauling them and it wasn't nice."Better get to work with your tongue, bitch," he growled. After several minutes. She has also told me that she also sleeps with random guys when she feels like it, but that's about all I know. I never know when she is going to meet up with one of them, though if I call and her phone is off, I know she is either getting fucked or whoever fucked her did a damn good job and she is too tired and sore to do anything but sleep. If she isn't in the room, I check her phone and find dirty text messages from a number of different guys, and once even found a picture she took of.