Heather put her arms around me and felt the bra under my t-shirt, smiled at me and then started rubbing her hands over the front of my chest. Her h...nds were soft and delicate and her fingernails were painted a dark brown color. No question she was all girl, even though I knew what she was hiding between her legs. As she rubbed my chest I started moaning because my nipples were so sensitive and sore. "Poor baby, want me to kiss it and make it better?" she said as she started pulling. "But Master-" the girl started to whine."Oh shit!" the guy exclaimed, cutting off his friend as he grabbed herwrist. "Run!" But-" the girl tried to argue one last time, but after one awkwardstep of being dragged, she fell into step with her master as he fledtoward the exit.In spite of how frazzled I felt in that moment, my mind managed tolatch onto the fact that those two were leaving. Linked to thatthought was another, namely, that I shouldn't let them. I wasn't justbefuddled or out of. I asked if she had to wear a bra, since her thirty four B cup tits are perky . She said it's a push up and the dress I'm wearing looks cute with cleavage. She put the bra on in the laundry room and modeled it for me. I have to admit her little tits looked yummy all mashed together. She went and put on her dress and heels. She looked wonderful , she's five foot three and a hundred pounds and her legs are her killer points. After dinner we were enjoying an adult beverage when she asked what I. When I was Jay I was great at kindling chicks intheir sleep after sex, so why should Tim be any different, and if hestarts awake in the middle of a climaxtic thrust, well the milk wasalready spilled so he might as well go on and share my joy together!...Damn lock!!How can he do that? Lock me out like that? Like he's scared shit totouch me -- touch me for real instead of just twiddling my birdie likethat? He doesn't even want to do me just that little favor! Some pal!Some buddy! Doesn't he want.