She was lying nude on the bed I explored her body completely; she was looking very hot her boobs standing firm nipples erect & her clean pink pussy be...ng exposed completely.I brought an ice cube from the refrigerator, I could sense the curiosity on her face , she said no ice cubes pls I cannot resist, I was in no mood to listen & placed it instantly on her nipples & the chilled water started to flow on her waist stomach & tummy , she tried to resist but in vain , I started to lick the water. I was feeling extraordinarily groggy. I peel my eyes open just as another slap landed on my face, waking me up to full consciousness.“Hey bitch! You awake now? Look at the mess you have made on the floor! What the fuck!”He took off the nipple clamps, blood flowed back into my nipples again and bringing back loads of pain with it. I screeched with pain and tears flooded my eyes. Before the pain could subside, he pinched and twisted them again with extreme force. I was crying my heart out.He. What I was reading had affected my taste buds and gave my dinner a more enjoyable flavor.I was half way through the script before I noticed that I was being watched. A brunette with short hair, not so good complexion, in her late 40's, little overweight was staring at something underneath my table. I felt confusion at first and then embarrassment when it dawned on me. I was not wearing any panties because I lost them to Miss Stevenson. When reading I tend to sway my legs and almost showing her. But things don’t work like that. Sometimes it is the unexpected view that is the biggest turn-on, and gives the hardest hard-on. That was what I discovered at a club in Paris a couple of years back, a club that no longer exists. For no good reason the club was called La Plage - the beach. It was the early part of the evening, and people were milling around the bar, chatting, having a drink, looking around. I noticed this woman who was in her mid-forties. She was striking, but not in an overtly.