Amateur having sex with a mife nymphomaniac
I risked opening my eyes to see him watching me while he discarded my pants and panties.
Nipple clamps were still on my list of things I wasn't certain about. The sensation had been borderline painful for me when he'd used them before.
I was just afraid of permanent damage.
Which had been delivered just two weeks ago. The one I'd gone without spending beyond bills and minimal groceries for six months so I could afford it.
"Fuck!" My whole body went rigid.
I swallowed and blinked away my unshed tears, smiling at him. "It's okay, Chris.
Money had always been tight with my parents. It had been a hard choice, but I'd finally dropped out after my second year and lived at home.