By now young Celeste is hoarsefrom screaming. Her cries ascend an octave as her own grandmother rubs herdry finger across the wound where her hymen ha... been ripped away. As adult Slave Celeste reluctantly watches the screen her Master continuesto caress her legs and backside with one hand while masturbating with the otherhand. "Remove her clothes," he says to his butler who has been standing quietlybehind them. Celeste is vastly relieved as the servant pulls the needles fromher nipples. He then. Eventually my hand was resting on her tits and she was kind of shoving it in to her tits as she massaged. I couldn’t help myself so I started grabbing her tits. Bashfully at first. Then more aggressively. Grabbing her nipple thru her shirt. Finally I reached down her shirt and started grabbing and rubbing her tits. With her hands freed up she reached down to my cock which had pitched a tent under the blankets. She grabbed it and was rubbing it through the blankets. I had to see these tits so I. As her eyes followed Michael while he took the stage, she had to fight the urge bubbling in her to compose a message to Chris in order to call off their three year relationship. – ‘Can I join you?’ Michael asked, walking into my little corner of the library. His question startled me. He’d never requested to join me at my table when I was busy. He always stationed himself at the reference desk next to the door ‘just in case’ someone actually showed up to use the library. ‘I…’ I quickly. “You are too cute,” he whispered to her before kissing her deep. A kiss that went on and on until both of them are breathless. His hand caressed her neck, the other around the small of her back holding her close against him. Her hands wrapped around his neck, and she looked at him and smiled. They walked to the bed, kissing their way to it, he laid her down and looked at her smiled back and went to kiss her neck, giving little nibbles along the way. He started unbuttoning her dress, one by.