"Despite John's mocking reassurance, my face burned. I found myself frozen again, unsure what to do or how to act."Come on, get down here," He spoke f...rmly, much like he had that morning he called me into his room.I obeyed, climbing onto the floor in front of him. I reached over and unbuttoned his jeans, sliding down the zipper. He lifted his ass in the air for me so I could pull down his pants, and I didn't stop tugging until they were around his ankles. He wasn't the least bit hard, but I. Oh god, I can't start thinking that way about her! she thought. I can't let myself!What stopped her was a picture of Brandi, in the newspaper. Another body-building exhibition, and Brandi, as Miss Olympia, was appearing, signing autographs, pushing some line of diet additives. Probably steroids or something, Laura thought. Do you suppose she takes them? She realized that though they had spent an evening trying to kill one another with fucking, she really knew very little about Brandi.The only. He kept his hands on his cock over his pants to hide it. I just smiled and told him that its fine as you see me this way. He was speechless. He told me to have a cup of tea before leaving as I may feel little relaxed. I waited on the sofa and he brought the tea.He told me to leave the shrugs from holding and feel free. I just smiled and left holding the shrugs. My side boobs are clearly seen now.Prof: your boobs are very firmMe: thanks, professor.Prof: your waist chain and navel piercing are. "Don't stop!! Don't ever stop!!!" I am more than happy tooblige, in fact (in the immortal words of the Rolling Stones) "wild horsescouldn't tear me away"! Relentlessly, I continue the tongue-lashing onyour pussy, the newly acquired "piercings" definitely having theirdesired effect on your pussy and clit!! I alternate up-down-left-to-right,over and over and over! Your hips buck and thrust in unison to those of mylips and tongue.-At last, I rise back up on my knees, looking down at you . . . and.