He then pulls one of the hooks down from the ceiling. Oh, Fuck! He’s not going to hang my by my wrists. He’s going to hang me by my tits!He the... goes back over to the cabinet and returns with about six nipple clamps with weights attached. Well, my ex hubby has done this many times, so I’m not too worried. He attaches one clamp to each of my tits, and then attaches the other four to my cunt lips. ‘Fuck!’ I want to yell. ‘These weights are much heavier than any ever used by my ex hubby!’He. “„Ah ok, ich verstehe. Das gefällt mir, so sieht man Dein Glied ja noch besser. Und Du hast eine schöne Eichel, schön prall. – Komm, wichs Dich mal ein bißchen, ich will sehen wie Du es Dir machst.“Ich fing an, mein schon halbsteifes Glied zu wichsen, und wurde im Handumdrehen hart und steif. „Sehr schön machst Du das, steif sieht er ja noch geiler aus. So schön gebogen, und die Adern sind schön sichtbar. Hmmm, Du gefällst mir. – Du hast Deine Hoden rasiert, oder?“„Ja, die Schamhaare sind auch. But your knickers didn't fall as planned so using my foot i gently nudge the inside of your legs, so you open them wider the tattered piece of fabric falls to the floor leaving you standing there completely naked. Then i motion you to sit on the floor again this time on your bum but leaning back with your hands behind supporting you with you legs up bent at the knees feet on the floor but your legs apart. i then take my place kneeling next to you I reach in to my goodies bag this time pulling. Our fuck was short and tender; maybe ten minutes, and full of body contact and kisses. I knew sex generated oxytocin – the cuddle hormone – that results in affectionate feelings for your love object. That hormone was working overtime. I was feeling very loving towards Lisa despite my past reservations. She and I synchronized our orgasms, and I satisfyingly filled up her pussy with my cum as she came and pulsed around my shaft deep inside her. I hadn’t asked about birth control, but I’d follow.