I agreed.. He then asked me a few questions like 'How old was I?' I was 19. 'How big were my breasts' I was 34D 'Was I on the pill?' Which I obviously...was on. 'Did I have any piercing or tattoos' Which I did, Belly Piercing and a tattoo on the nape of my neck and one more above my butt."Well Ashley, Why don't you flash your cunt, ass and boobs for me quick" Carter told me. I then lifted my tee and showed him my perky 34D's and then pulled down my cutoff shorts showing him my round full ass and. Her face was directly above me and she was looking into my eyes.Mami: How do I look, my dear slave?Ishaan: Beautiful and ravishing.Mami: Hmmm…(moving more forward such that her cleavage was on my face).I was feeling her grip getting more tighter over my hands. She got back to her normal position now (sitting straight on my stomach). But I was still not able to get my hands down. I was very numb because of the alcohol, so I looked up why it was so.Then I realized that she had tied my hands with. MY god, I didn't know girls that little could get so wet. They must be born that way, I thought. So now I was sucking and licking her clit and fucking her with my finger. She tasted a little like lemon. She started really wiggling around, and told me to keep on doing it. My hand was getting tired, but I thought I would go on and see what happened.All of a sudden she squealed and went rigid, then a minute later went totally limp. I think I gave to her her very first orgasm, at four years old.. Her every step was the purest agony, and she could no longer resist the imperative need to weep. Her tears mingled with the rain as it swept her tortured body. That beautiful body, delicate and frail, shook with her sobs, but she still kept on, never once flinching from her destiny.This weather was dreadful enough, she reflected, but the Winter would be impossible for her to survive. It could remain many degrees below freezing for weeks, even months, on end in these parts. Many a time had she.