As he took her hard nipples between his fingers her heart skipped, the desire ever increasing, the liquid heat forming between her legs. When he took ...er into his mouth the feel of his tongue teasing her nipple, of him sucking on her breast, filled her with ever more hot desire. She was beginning to become impatient, wanting to touch as he touched her.. wanting to please him as he pleased her. As once again he lifted his head and kissed her lips she moved her body forward bringing him on his. I told her nothing would happen if i treat her. She was happy that i took good care for her. She lied down in bed and i started applying oil on the wounded part. At first, she was shy and tried to stop. but later on she left it in my control. I kept massaging her thighs. slowly i applied oil over her entire leg and was massaging.I got to tell you this she had the perfect legs, I wanted to do that for my life time. It turned me on. At times, the glance of her pussy shape over the panty turned me. It was so sad but it was more sad for me more than anyone else because as a boy growing up in the 80s my grandmother taught me the ways of the world, in other words...SEX!...my grief was worsened tenfold by having to keep my dark secret of having my grandmother as my first lover.As we cleared her house out i was given the job of taking her clothes down to the charity shop, she was always smartly turned out and there were some nice clothes that would really be appreciated so it felt her death. His mouth went wide open but he could hardlyget a breath. "No, please NO, NO" he gasped, "You're hurting more than I can stand. Please stop, Please". By the fifth time the stick thumped down a sickening glandular agony had filled his whole gut. Richard was writhing and pleading for mercy. He knew he could never stand 30, she was hitting much too hard. It was not just a game. He could not toss his body around much because he was being held in place by ties and his left testicle. She squeezed.