He also hugged me, but not as tightly as Lena and I felt strange about this immediate proximity that my employers showed me, but I felt happy that the... clearly showed their appreciation to me.I should probably explain here that I grew up in a home without almost any physical touch of my parents and I had not seen my mother or father naked, neither on the beaches, in the sauna or in the home where you generally see each other bare.Their snowy religion, which I did not want to share with them,. I spread you with my fingers and keep licking, keeping you close but never pushing too far, till my jaw aches and my tongue stiffens. Your body is begging for it but I refuse, knowing that tonight we are going to do something a little different. I stop after bring you just to the edge, long laps at your clit right up to the point your thighs and hips quiver just to pull away. You give me a dirty look that is all lust as I stop, stepping back to reach towards the button of my jeans. You start. ’ My hands were already at my ass, slowly running their way to my hips and up my stomach, cupping my breasts and letting my head fall back with a moan. My fingers deftly undid the straps of the corset, and reached seductively behind me to undo the clasp and zipper. I lifted my stockinged leg up onto the chair, posing for the clients, slowly running my eyes across the walls of the one-way mirror. I shimmied slowly out of the corset, leaving them to see my bare upper body. My pierced nipples felt. There was no shortage of both male and female nudity at any given time. It wasn’t uncommon to see people having sex in the living room or even the kitchen. It didn’t bother me. I loved looking at Steven’s body and I loved being naked around him, especially when we were alone. Because of the open nudity, I was very self-conscious about my breast size. My tiny 32b size stood out from the other women who had far more “on top” than I did. Steven would say that anything more than a mouthful was a.