They seemed to be able to slide all over my chest. Thenipples were sensitive to my touch. When I pinched one and then theother they stiffened to my to...ch. Cautiously I pulled up the hem of mynightdress and felt between my legs. Nestled below the fine hair werefolds and a vertical groove edged by crinkled soft flesh. I spread mylegs slightly and felt further at a moist entrance. I rubbed my fingerbetween the folds finding a small sensitive spot. I could not stop andI quivered as the sensations. All he cared about was that he had found himself a bitch in heat, and she was obviously content in accepting his forthcoming seed. Though he was still ill at ease at the unusual position she had forced him to assume. I mean who ever heard of dogs fucking face-to-face. But he did come to realize some convenience in this new position. Sam soon understood that in this odd positioning he could lick the succulent nipples of this breast, and maybe with a bit of luck he could get some milk out of her. Mmm, not bad, I thought, relaxing my scrunched up medicine-face and smacking my lips. But then I got nervous and wondered if it would work on me. Quickly, I filled another tablespoon and downed the second dose. I just had time to seal the bottle and hide it when the front door slammed shut.I had planned to be standing in the foyer when Ron opened the door, but things don't always go as planned. I shuffled on the new five inch high heels, ones higher than I had ever worn before. But when I got. Then a week later I'd start again and feel ashamed of myself. As my teen years progressed, so too did the schoolyard talk about masturbation and sex. I also noticed glimpses of nudity on TV, both in medical shows and in movies. This would be enough to make me horny and if I was by myself, I might even masturbate then and there!There would also be dirty magazines brought to school, and it was an age when internet porn was starting to get talked about. Most women by now (late 90s/early 2000) had.