Without thinking she shifted again, twisting more towards him, but this pulled more on her blouse and her nipple was completely exposed now, she opene... her eyes " oh dear" she put a hand over her nipple " I'm sorry you saw that, " "its OK it looked nice , so pretty " you really think so " yea I do, she slowly lowered her hand " you can look if you like then, but let me be more comfortable and she undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse ,letting it fall open, he didn't say a word, Jen layed. There's no telling how long she could keep this up. All of the teasing and toying she planned on doing was to she if she could make him cum without actually fucking him. She planned on sucking his dick, and rubbing her clit on his stiff dick, and she would massage it with oil, but never fuck or masturbate.She could dangle her breast just above his face, barely brushing against his lips, but not close enough that he could lick, or suck, or bite. She could bite around his nipples in the clamps. Which, I think, is probably the most prophetic opening statement I have ever made.Of course, I didn't know exactly how my life would change. I had my assumptions, just like everyone else did; after all, I had signed myself up for that ultimate insanity—Christa Sternbacher, naked in school—because I wanted to get asked out, by the likes of Mark Spencer. He was everything a girl could dream of—smart, funny, an accomplished sportsman, very polite—what, I don't mind when people open doors for me. A. After thinking about it some more, I bought a chain for Maggie and one for Glenda. The next night, after having thought about it again with a mug of beer in my hand, I bought a bunch more of them and had them engraved as well. There was Shawna, Hannah, Debbie, Ruth, Alice, Sheila, Nancy, Susan, DeeDee, Star, Tina, Crystal, Samantha, Mickey, Sandy, Mandy, Deeane, Betty, and Joan. I bought a couple more chains not engraved in case I forgot someone.That was cool, but I still needed something.