Now she was rubbing my back with her tits, I could feel her nipple on one side and the pierced nipple on the other side on my back. Now came the next...shock, she slid her hands up to my nipples and one at a time she place on a clamp, tight enough to give some pain but not enough to hurt, if that makes sense.With the clamps still in place she lowered my hands and told me to get on my hands and knees. I felt her attaching something to the back of the blind fold strap but I did not know what was. His hands and arms give the impression of a man who works very hard all day.The van's floor is done in a deep avacado shag pile that might be the 1970s original. It smells vaguely of stale cigarettes, but is otherwise neat and clean. NASCAR Boy keeps a blanket, a couple of pillows, a roll of paper towels, and a washcloth always handy. I get the distinct impression I'm not his only fuck, but that's cool. He's always clean, presentable and prepared.I take off everything but my T-shirt, and. Of course she had. Finally it was over. She rose unsteadily, pulling her panties decorously up before rising off her mother's lap."What is a slut's favorite position, Sarah?" Tam asked again."A slut's favorite position is on her back, Mistress Tam," came the answer from her swollen throat.Tam nodded, the schoolmarm grin genuine. She walked to the blackboard again and began writing as the two English females avoided each other's glances. The chalk spelled out the next subject: "Lesbian Lessons.". I heard the door close next to me and the commotion of a guy putting his tokens in and selecting a video. I waited for about a minute, and leaning forward I looked at my next door neighbor. He had his pants down to his ankles and his rock hard 6” cut cock out. Seeing this got me going and I motioned to him that I wanted to suck. Wow! I was in luck; he stood up and slid his white dick through the hole. I got on my knees, and grabbed that wonderful dick with my hands. Hmm, I moaned my.