Sara came down around ten thirty, she was wearing her bathrobe and she kissed me and kissed my dick. I noticed that the front of her robe, where her t...ts are, looked distorted and I said, “What is wrong with your robe baby, the front looks strange?” Sara blushed and said softly, “I still have the needles going through my nipples,” she went on, “Doug has not taken them out yet!” “Oh wow,” I said, “can I see them?” “See my tits?” Sara asked, “You want me to show you my tits?” “Yes baby,” I said,. "You have a problem here Dave?" Naw. The dude here wanted to take the lady with him but she didn't want to go. He didn't want to take no for an answer but I think he understands now—don't you?" When I said that I pulled upward on the butthead's arm a little more and he yelped in pain once again and rose onto his tiptoes."Ow, yeah, I got it. Just let me go asshole."I walked the man to the door and out to the sidewalk's edge. I gave him a little push and said, "Ok beat it bub. We got your picture. ’ Jatin shyly admitted.I was encouraged to ask more.’What do you mean exactly’. Well to tell you the truth her hunger is unsatiable. She wants to have it every day and night. I do oblige her of course.Hmmm,I said.May be it runs in the family. Our mother and father both were very, very, passionate. On weekends they would sleep till 9 a.m and mother would take dad to bed in the afternoons. Many evenings were were told to go & play in yard when mother would tells us that she and daddy had some. When the photographer suggests some shots of her in her bridal underwear, Grace finds herself nodding and telling him she’ll need help getting out of her dress. He reaches behind her to unfasten the buttons and as he does his hand slips inside and touches her corseted back; causing Grace to moan gently. He keeps unfastening buttons and once they are all undone he moves the dress down, easing it past her hips, and onto the floor. Grace’s nipples stand to attention as she feels his warm breath on.