? I looked down at her sore tits, and then at the belt, and almost laughed.? Why was I whipping her?? It seemed so quaint – like something out of a ...omantic story from the nineteenth century.I stopped after three.? I did not have the heart for whipping.? I picked up my scissors again and cut through the delicate, white material of her bra, which immediately released her breasts fully.? I moved my hand over them, slowly (as if there was any other way to do it).? I was exploring, but even then, I. This was making me extremely horny as he worked his way around the front. Greg then went up to my head as he felt around and put his finger into my mouth. I gave a little moan as he slipped it in and I began to suck it while I bent over slightly to rub his cock with my hands and my ass. Then he pulled his finger from my mouth and felt down my body. Greg gave my fake tits a little squeeze as he felt around for my hardening nipples to press them and pinch them through the shirt.I gave a little. But for the honor of the house they will stay away from you, so you stay away from them. Clear?"Well, that explained the funny looks the girls had given me. But all of them? At once? If I hadn't already had a hardon, I would have gotten a big one just thinking about that possibility."Any questions?" I could tell by the way she asked me, that she really didn't want any. But a few things came to mind."Uh, yeah. First, do the girls on the teams have boyfriends?" You could probably count on all of. 'Hmmm, huh?' Holy shit, she was awake, I'd really fucked it now.'J-Jack? What are you doing? Why am I naked? Are you taking pictures of me?''I-no I was, I didn't mean to...' I was fumbling my words, I didn't even know what I was trying to say, how could I explain this?'Show me', she said.'What?''Show me the picture you just took!'.This was incredibly embarrassing, I went into my gallery and opened the picture, and there she was. Lit up by the flash, butthole and pussy in full view, pictured in.