Please, I can't take it anymore!"He reached out and gently squeezed the clothespin together and removed it. Far from being a relief, the pain that was...ed over my nipple and enveloped my breasts was overwhelming. I grabbed my tit in both hands and folded over, crying loudly, uncontrollably.Harris laughed and said, "Holy shit! Look at the bitch! Do you think she wants it back on her tit?"They all laughed at my obvious distress. I think I was just about to lose my mind when I heard Cody say, "You. And don’t you dare wipe any of that off your face before you get there.”I had no intention of doing that, I had absolutely loved what had just happened. I was actually a little disappointed with myself for even thinking to clean the spunk off. I was now more worried about the bits that had dripped onto my silk blouse, I would have to ask them for the dry cleaning bill. I strutted to the bar, walking as slowly as possible to let anyone who wanted to look see me with the spunk over my face. When. Times changed, so did we but we were still playmates. We are 20 years old now. I became well-built with age and also became quite a good dancer. Riya also came of age and became really sexy. She was fair and had a chubby figure and well-rounded boobs and ass. I would always comment on her looks but she would only take it in a light sense. She would wear these sexy crop tops and knotted shirts which would expose her navel and she loved flaunting it.Riya used to wear shorts too, which made her. She loved dicks and couldnt help it.on her way to her corner of this dark, disgusting part of town, filled with grafiti, gangs, and other prostitutes waiting to get paid, a car started to slow down next to her. she raised her tight mini skirt a bit to showcase her fishnet incased legs. the car pulled to a hault next to her and the windows slowly rolled down. a young latino man, who looked cuban, around 6' 4", heavily musled, head shaved with a car full of other guys who held a resemblence to.