She was buttoned up in an oversized coat. I hadn’t seen much of her over the summer although she had occasionally visited the pub with Mack, and I�...d seen her at the annual summer beach barbecue.“I’m nearly finished if you fancy a winter warmer in the pub by the fire.” She giggled, appreciating my unintended innuendo. Taking a last look at my handy work, I decided to call it a night.“Let’s have a drink,” I said, descending the ladder and walking towards the kitchen to collect my keys. As I. I stripped down and hopped in with her. We started messing around and eventually ended up in the bed room. I was on my hands and knees licking my wifes pussy and trying to get a finger or two in her ass. She was getting into it pretty good when all of a sudden, I felt someone grab my cock and balls. I went to look but my head was held down by my wife, forcing me to eat out her pussy and ass. I could now feel a jerking motion and was getting hard. Next I felt the familiar sensation of a warm. He lifts my bra up higher on my chest revealing my nipples. I look down and see the little brown nubbins surrounded by their areolas. I reach up with both hands and grabbing each nipple hard, I pull on them hard stretching them out to a full inch and a half. The pain is exquisite. He slaps my hands away. He grabs first one then the other and squeezes them and pulls them until they are fully stretched out. I moan with pleasure as the pain engulfs me, my knees threaten to give out. My now tiny. It was the next day and the three were again in the kitchen when Suzie called downstairs.“Peter! Peter! Up here, please.”The girls looked at him. “Sore bottom time!” said Clare but he just stuck his tongue out at her.Peter went upstairs and the girls scurried to the bottom of the staircase. Suzie called Peter to his bedroom off the landing. The girls could hear every word.“Now, Peter, you have, shall we say, soiled your sheets again” Suzie told him.Peter looked at the sheet his landlady was.