” “Because you’re not trying, pet. Concentrate.” She stared down at the spiral notepad resting against her rib cage, her pen poised uselessly....Jenny had always teased her about her breasts, but she liked the way they looked, her perky nipples stiff with cold, ringed by pink, her skin as pale as the moon. Moving her hands she felt a warm blush creeping across her cheeks, shivering as the winter chill hooked its claws into her once more, the memory of the car ride up playing in her mind again,. Before anything real could happen. It would be as though she had never come at all, and she would find some other way to solve her problems... some way that did not involve such masquerading."WHAT'S NEW PUSSY CAT?" Kay nearly jumped out of her skin at the sound of a man's voice behind her. She whirled around on her seat, and almost dropped her glass when she saw a tall, black man directly behind the sofa. His friendly smile only frightened her, and all she could think of was screaming.... As soon as she had her top off, she pulled down and stepped out of her black leggings. Just like her shirt, she folded them and placed them on the chair. Next Jasmin reached around behind her back and undid her bra, releasing her full breasts. Richard smiled, as he suspected, she had some beautiful breasts hiding under there and he was not disappointed. The bra went on top of Jasmin's leggings and Richard enjoyed the view of Jasmin's breasts as they swayed under her as she bent over and slid. As I broke our kiss she whispered, her lips almost touching mine, “Do me.” The simplicity of it aroused me; was it a request or a demand? It didn’t matter; something told me I had complete freedom to take her however I wanted. I wanted to impress her, to pleasure her, to satisfy her so that this would not be the once in a lifetime sex that I was already feeling. She was absolutely stunning, with the facial features of a model and the body that men would consider perfect. The idea of having.