You grip the arm of your chair harder, closing your eyes, as I kiss my way down your neck, and across your shoulder, pushing down the loose shirt you�...�re wearing. Then I turn your chair around, and you look up into my smiling face. ‘How did you… I thought you lived… I mean… ‘ My finger goes up to your lips, stopping your words, and I whisper, ‘I told you it would be special.’ Then I go down on one knee in front of you, my hands roaming lightly over your thighs. Your breath catches as my fingers. He held it before me examining the jagged teeth. He then took my left nipple in his other hand. I struggled to get loose when I realised what he was going to do."Please don't." I begged. He smiled as he placed the clamp on my nipple. The pain brought a harrowing scream from my throat. He got another clamp from the bench and went to my other nipple. The pain from the first clamp was still tearing through me when he put the other one on my right nipple. The clamps tore into my nipples.He then got. He gently laid his handon my belly, just laid it there for a moment, as if toabsorb my heat. His hand slid upwards, moving easily since both ourbodies were coated in oil. It slid up onto my rightbreast, not squeezing it at all, just gliding along thecontours of my body, appreciating the curves andsoftness. He fingered my nipple with the utmostgentleness, rolling it between his thumb and finger. When his fingers moved back the nipple was rigid, aswas the other one, though he had yet to touch it.. Mom then stopped and sat on the bed beside me. I could do nothing but lay there with my cock pointing up in the air. Mom then commented that I had a nice cock, and that it had been a very long time for her. She reached over and wrapped her hand gently around my cock and moved it up and down. I was not sure what to do, mom asked if it was okay for her to touch it and I said yes. She continued to stroke my cock slowly, I was enjoying the touch of a woman. Mom was getting into it, moving faster.