I tell her it's fine, she'll just have to try it out. She tells me she's scared to try with him and I knew this was my chance. I said, "come here Maka...la." As I patted the couch beside me. She sits beside me. "What?" She says as I scoot closer. I tell her to look at me. When she does I kiss her as passionately as I could. She pulls back after a few moments, clearly shocked. "Are you ok?" I asked, and before the sentence left my mouth she was in my lap. We started kissing, all over each other.. I was literally salivating looking at her boobs.She held my face and kissed on lips. I was pressing her hips when she guided me towards her neck I kissed her she forced me on her shoulders I kissed her again then to her chest i kissed again and then she took her left nipple and kept it close to my lips. I kissed her nipple she left out a soft moan. I got my tongue out and pressed her nipple with it moved my tongue all over her nipple she was moaning in the pleasure. I got my left hand from her. He was greeted by new shapes.His skin was luscious and smooth. There was no hardness left in hismuscles. Last night, his chest was flat, if not a little puffy. Today,the flesh shaped outward, and pointed forward. Fear in his eyes, Jamesbrought his hands up to the small, soft mounds resting where hissculpted chest used to be. His fingers pressed against them, testingthem. They flexed easily, and bounced back to their original shape witha jiggle. The nipples perched on the tips pointed slightly. "Not so well trained if it has to be told to clean my prick," remarked her tormentor, motioning for one of the slaves to do it."We need to keep score," said Ramzy El-Najjar, "That's three for not pleasing Faysal and six for not licking a prick. Total nine so far."Everyone in the room, including Zubeydeh, knew exactly what he meant. Nine strokes of the whip as punishment for her shortcomings and there were still four men to be satisfied. Another quiver of excitement passed from her arsehole to.