So instead I concentrate on breasts and nipples for the moment. Feeling their weight in my hands as I squeeze and press which makes my nipples harden ...ven more. I tug and pinch my nipples, imagining rings and chains to be pulled and tugged. Slowly I find myself rocking against the log and again scoot into the knot. This time, though I could throw myself over the edge easily, I feel more in control. I can feel some bark on my inner thighs which feels like nails being d**g back and forth over my. I swallow every drop. He pulls my head up to look in his eyes.“Good girl, now climb up here and fuck me.”“Gladly Sir.” Since our relationship took a turn after the John nightmare, he has begun allowing me to ride him more and more. I love riding him. I lower my dripping pussy down his cock slowly, grinding on him when I have him in deep. His hands tightly hold my hips holding me down hard. He moves one hand to press against the top of my pelvis with his thumb firmly on my clit. I squirt cum. ."I've had enough," Tristy nodded.What Waverly did next surprised Tristy, since her cream blouse was a low v-neck cut, Waverly pulled down the front of her blouse to uncover her small breasts. Her breasts were small mounds, yet ample enough."Enough, really?" Waverly questioned. She pushed her breasts together, the erect nipples almost touching each other.Hoisting her head for a moment, Tristy glanced at Waverly's small breasts and giggled some. "What are you gonna do with those?" You'll see,". I started to get really tired and could not help but retire to bed and stop the sexual act with Silky. Next morning I woke up and normally on a Sunday mornings my front neighbours son Tim would come over and bring me cookies and milk that his mom would prepare. I got my treats and Tim went home. He is 14 years old and is a good looking kid and very friendly to me and especially Silky. After Tim left I was now ready to continue my sexual adventure and got some more butter and laced my anus and.