Such a sweetie. There was no way he’d understand what I was getting out, not unless I really made it clear.“Here’s an example,” I said, deftly...slipping my shirt off, revealing the black bra I was wearing underneath. “I’m a 36C - do you think that’s hot?”“Tara...” he said warningly, but he wasn’t stopping me. I knew my brother - he’d never make a move on me, he’d think it was ‘wrong’. But he was also a guy - if a woman (even his sister) suddenly started throwing herself at him, I was pretty sure. He pulled out a long strip of cloth and put it in her mouth and tied it around her head painfully tight. The man behind her pushed her to the ground and held her there with his hands on her wrists. The first man reached down and took hold of her jeans, unbuttoning them and wrestling them off of her as she twisted and turned in terror.The man finally got them off of her, revealing her long, bare, tanned legs and low-cut, red panties. NO!! Her mind screamed. Miley’s first assailant pulled. Why did she move? Why was she on top of me? Does she actually want this? Why won't I let it happen?We talk some more, and somehow the conversation brings her to straddle me once again. I can think this time and sort my thoughts, so I figure it's time to have some fun."Don't kiss me, you might like it." I tease."Oh you think you're that good?"The banter goes back and forth for a while until she grows bored and, once more, dismounts. This time her face says something entirely different. Is that. “Please let me taste too,” he begged. She removed her finger from her mouth and told him to suck her other finger dry. “Like that?” she asked. All he could do was moaned in response for her. She made him suck her finger until she knew it was cleaned off. As soon as he was done, she reached over to the bedside table and picked up a silk blindfold. She placed the blindfold over his eyes and tied it in the back. Once secured, she leaned over his body and kissed down his neck to his collarbone..