You're barelymarked. And as much I endured, she never drew blood. Look, I'll showyou." The basin was made of metal. After draining it, Tiffany held...it so thatJanet could see her back, which she felt had been torn to ribbons. Insteadshe saw only a few marks. That night Janet found solace and comfort in the arms of Tiffany. She hadnever even considered that she might ever be attracted to another woman,and might have been repulsed at the thought. However, having been punishedand spending the. She was wearing a pair of lace panties that came over the hip and made a sharp cut inward letting me feel most of the smoothness she hid under there. As I squeezed it, I felt the most tender and softest ass of all time fitting right into the palms of my hands. She reaches down with one hand into to top of my short starting to massage the head of my cock while with the other hand pulling on the zipper to get things out in the open. As she pulls my cock through the open zipper changing it. Although, she had a pretty good idea already, she just didn’t want to believe it. As she lay their in her bed, thinking of him, she became aroused. Her nipples hardened, and she could feel the moisture between her legs. She removed her clothing, one piece at a time, imagining that he was watching her. She caressed her breasts, rolling her nipples between her thumb and finger. She bent her head down and licked her own nipple. She was so turned on. She could see him there, just watching her not. I knew that I had overreacted a bit that night at the ball, but I didn’t regret it. I felt the way I felt, and I wasn’t going to apologize for that. Kissing was still cheating in my book, I wanted someone who could be completely faithful with me. And Carter, well he and I fit much better, and he hadn’t kissed that bitchy Marissa Moore. I indulged in the sight of him now. He was struggling not to look uncomfortable. I bet he regretted agreeing to be my model for the day. I was trying my hand at.