' However, I hadn't seen that much of her lately. She'd always come home late, smelling good, whistling, her face bright and confident. The other day ... noticed that she'd gotten a tattoo, a giant dragon on her lower back.On anyone else this would have looked tacky or even slutty, but on Monique, it looked really hot. I wanted nothing more than to pound her from behind and watch that tattoo in its gleaming light."That's a hot tat babe! Shall we test it out?" I asked,"It still hurts honey. Next. “Go on Son!” the older man says and gives you a wink.The young man moves awkwardly towards you, trying to keep low in the water. As he reaches for his cap you laugh and put it on your head. He stretches out for it and you move your leg until you feel his erection against your thigh.“Mmmmmmm!” you smile as he presses his cock against your leg involuntarily. You sit up and slip an arm around him while reaching for his cock with the other hand. “Is this for me?”I am excitedly snapping photo after. I gnawed my lower lip and tried to act completely unruffled by his technique.He had tied me under the trap door which he'd opened to the roof, so the moon cast its blue light over both of us. Jason circled me slowly, touching all my curves and bumps, kissing, fondling, even tickling me a little."You got some fine-ass titties," he said after a long silence. "Not too big, not too small. Just like oranges." A hand went out and I felt his thumb working on one of my nipples. He was standing very. He brought her into the emporium and the minute I saw her I leaped up from my piano bench and ran to hold her in my arms. I had to tell her who I was as I had changed a lot since she last saw me. She kissed me and we both cried. Jack McCall said I could take her to my crib and take the day off. We kissed and cuddled and told each other of the things we had been subjected to. She had been frequently raped and often beaten. I showed her my naked body and told her how I had survived and.