. I just wanted to grab him now and have sex but knew I'd have to go very slowly and take it step by step. I had him exactly where I wanted him... he ...as in a strange position, having to trust me even though nothing had happened. Then I said to him, "I'm so grateful, and in return I'll give you a massage". He tried to object saying it was ok but I was very insistent. "Do you know massage is very good for you? that it helps the muscle recover better?" he had to agree. "I'm very good at. Pulling them down with force it exposed Rachel's black silk pants and Jo start to run her hand over them. Rachel was loving this the feeling of excitement was overwhelming and start to play around with Jo tits as they kissed.Holding each other bodies Jo looked into Rachel eyes, "Why did you start to make me horny when Hannah was helping me?" Well I want you to know who is your baby." You don't need to do that. I mean when someone can have a girl like you who would want anyone else." You mean. The sharp pain when he had pinched her nipple so hard quickly turned to pleasure. It was a sensation she had not felt before. Pain actually being pleasurable. It was a very conflicting thought for her. Yet that’s exactly what she had just felt. A quick sharp pain followed by a wave of pleasure from that pain.She again had to muffle a scream as she felt him pinch her left nipple hard very quickly. It again was followed by a wave of pleasure. She could feel herself getting extremely wet from the. Taste you. Flick your clitoris and make you come." Beneath my roving hands, my skin is electric. Sparks jump to my fingers with every gentle caress, and each jolt of energy arcs from the surface straight to my centre. Wetness flows. There's nothing I want more than to be her. I wonder what her name is. Does it matter? I think so. What would a dark Italian beauty be called? Francesca, maybe? Yes, it suits her. His voice invades the inside of my head again: "I love watching you, Francesca. Your.