Doesn’t that make you happy?Yes Sir, I guess it does. Good cunt, the first step in repairing your situation is complete. And you will now have the o...portunity to be the kind of slave whore, you should have been to him all along.Yes Sir, I am happy about that, but nervous too. I mean I’m submissive but I don’t know how to be a proper slave.Relax bitch, I will guide you.Thank you, Sir, I appreciate all your help in teaching me.Now in order to be a proper slave for him, you need to have the right. She had a way of sucking and biting his lips that sent a chill down his spine.Their kissing went on for a long, long time.When Ryan didn't make a move, Cindy took matters into her own hands by pulling his hand to her breast as she had done on their first date.Ryan knew what to do from there. He squeezed her soft flesh and played with her hard nipples. He could tell she was getting very excited when she groaned her approval.Cindy moaned and squirmed under him.Ryan didn't want to leave her soft. Her cleavage was right in front of my fucking face. She gave me one look and pushed my face into her tits. Ohh the feeling was amazing! Losing my face in her tits! She took off her shirt and jeans . she was standing before me in her bra and panty. She looked even sexier in them.She started undoing my shirt and pants. I was standing before her only in underwear. I lifted her up and we went to my bedroom. I put her down on my bed. I climbed on top of her and we kissed each other passionately. I. “Get some of those tops in that size.”“I’ve always worn a 36-C bra,” Tracy said.“And they have probably never fitted you properly,” Charlie said. “Get your top and bra off, and I’ll measure you properly...”“You should trust his judgement,” Allison said. “Charlie has been fitting clothes to women of all sizes for years; he can tell at a glance just what bust size a woman is.”Not surprisingly, when Charlie actually measured Tracy with his tape measure, her bust size was, in fact, 34-C; Charlie.