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Chance Encounter Part Two

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A year ago i met a woman working at an upstate New York convenience store. I gave her a ride home and we spent the night together as i described previously. Things had not been going well with my on again off again live in girlfriend and i finally gave her drunk ass the boot. I finally got up the nerve to call the woman and she was genuinely happy to hear from me. S he invited me to stay a weekend she picked out. I got there on a Friday afternoon. She was nursing a new baby about three months old. I assumed her ex came back and split again. That night we went out for dinner and drinks and went back to her double wide trailer. As we undressed, she grabbed my sack and led me to her bed. We made love three times that night, each time she asked me to tell her when i was about to cum, and each time she squeezed my sack, wrapped her legs around mine and pulled me deep into her pussy. Then she turned around, put her legs up on the wall and thanked me. WOW! Saturday she made breakfast, and nursed the baby. Her older child was staying with her ex for the weekend. She finished nursing and put her shirt down. Seeing milk drip from her tits was too much, i lifted her shirt up, took a few gulps myself, turned her around and fucked her wet pussy standing up. EXCELLENT! Just before bed, she called her sister and was giggling, saying 'I'm doing that to him tonight". Later, as we got into bed, she said, "I'm going to show you something I learned from my ex". We did the usual foreplay, then she reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a long handled tool that looked like a pair of pliers. I asked what it was, and she said that it was an XL bander used on cattle. I was clueless. She slipped a thick green rubber band over the end of it and as she closed the handles the band opened up. Then she told me what she was going to do. She pulled my sack through the band, using her fingers to push my right ball in. She had trouble getting my left ball in, saying I was a lot bigger than her ex. Then she released the handles, slipping the band over my balls. It was painful for a few minutes, but excitingly stimulating. Then she got on my erect cock and rode me like a jocky at the Kentucky Derby. I came like never before. After we both came, she got up and said, We're not done yet". She went back to the drawer and got out a little package of push pins. She said, "Remember these? These are the pins you bought to fix your broken zipper last year". Again, I was clueless. She had me lay down, grabbed my balls, got a pin and felt around my sack. Finding the spot she was looking for, she slowly pushed a pin through my right ball. The only pain was when she first put the pin in my sack. I felt the pin go into my ball. I came uncontrollably hitting her in her eyes. She laughed. She got out another pin and slowly pushed it through my left ball with her index finger. Then she got a third pin and pushed it through both sides of my sack until it came out the other side. Then she blew me, swallowing ever drop before taking the pins and rubber band off. The next morning I asked for sex, she refused, saying, Why? I already got what i wanted"> As I packed up my things I noticed her little son had the same unusual birthmark that I have on my side. She confessed that he was mine,. The result of our first meeting. .... and that she timed our weekend get together in hopes for a second....

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