Without warning the top to my dress is ripped downwards taking with it the bra and almost tearing off my boob. Again I have to fight against making a ...ound as the pain becomes intense. I hear the dress tear and my heart sinks as I think of how much it will cost to replace it. The force is such that the clasp to the bra is broken and I feel it scratch my back. Now the seam at the zipper to the dress rips and the dress, now loose falls to the floor. He swings me around, mashes his mouth to mine. I wanted to know as much about how a woman turned on another woman as she could teach me, understanding that there are things that a man just can't relate to." I didn't have a problem with that," Marie replied. "Any man who wants to learn how to please his woman is a good man in my opinion. But that said, it's really up to each woman to teach their man what they like and insist they receive the same kind of pleasure they give." Ha!" Tom interjected, "I get more pleasure pleasing my woman than I. Three slabs of coloured concrete floated in the centre of the room. They formed three floors, each separated by a height of around seven feet. Nothing appeared to be holding them in place. Or maybe they were attached to the back ... side wall. Jackson shook his head in an attempt to fix his screwed up vision. Nothing appeared to have any width. Not even the outcroppings above his head. There were three of them, all on the same level as the platforms in the centre of the room. That Jackson could. She rolled up her skirt revealing that she still hadn'tbothered putting her panties back on after lunch before casuallystraddling Stephanie's face with her wet pussy.Sitting down on her stepson's face gave her the perfect point of viewto see Marcy eating ass, the power rush was intense turning her ongreatly and she was in exactly the right place to do something aboutit. "Stephanie darling, I want you to eat me out the way Marcy iseating you out. Oh and I better get off before you or you are.