" I can't , you think. Not when I'm here. My eyes want to squeeze shut and stay that way. Please don't make me . I feel your resistance, and I wait,...trusting you to overcome it on your own. "Yes." And you open your eyes, raising your head so that you can look right into my face and watch my every move. I turn and walk to the corner of the room where a low stool waits for me. I pick it up and bring it over, positioning it perfectly so that I can sit comfortably directly in front of your. Extending my forefinger, I gently played with her milky nipple. Circling it ever so slowly as her breathing increased. Judging by her reactions, I don't think her husband had touched her for a long time. Placing the few drops of milk I managed to gather between my lips I sucked, then licked as if it were a long popsicle. Her eyes were glued to my mouth, jaw agape. I had her! After removing the tiny droplets, I politely asked for another sample. Again she said yes, so I stepped forward. Rub me harder!" Sandra said and then let out a moan again.And Veronique rubbed a little faster and harder on the clit of Sandra and started to pull on the ring on Sandra's left nipple."OOOooo ... YEAH!" Sandra exclaimed.Sandra could feel how she was getting closer towards her climax, Veronique was squeezing her breast and playing with the piercing of her left nipple, and then that rubbing and pushing on her clit, she couldn't hold it in much longer and she started to moan and shout. "This is. You see two men dragging me out on stage as I kick and scream. My short black hair falls over my face not covering any of my looks my full breasts are fully out there for you, slowly you scan my body my pussy is pink and shaven you think of all the things you could do to it . You get a large grin on your face as you think of all the ways you would love to break me tie me up and most of all hear me beg for you. They force me down on my knees tying my tarter to the front of the stage my head.