”“Did he mark your pussy baby?"“No baby, but it was so erotic!We went to bed and she changed in the bathroom so that I didn’t see her in her l...ngerie. I put my shorts on as per her orders and we snuggled in bed and talked more.“You know baby,” Christy smiled, “Chris and I have made love over twenty times already and it has been different every time; heck, I may just keep things like they are for a while!"“You mean, only him having your body?”“Yes, I think that it may well be a long time before. Instead, Ian went for her shirt. He grabbed the hem and lifted it above her breasts, exposing her bra. She squinted at him in uncomfortable annoyance as he undid the front clasp. Her large bust sprang loose, bouncing obscenely. She covered her face with her arms in shame. She had always hated her breasts. They were large and her areolas were, in her opinion, too dark. Worse yet, her nipples were quite obviously erect. She did not want to be aroused by what was happening to her.She uncovered her. Rubbing.. between my legs. Massaging my vagina slowly.soft.deep. My nipple felt a rug. And pinch. Grazing my nipple with hot kisses..her hands gently rubbing between my legs. Caressing my vagina. Soft.. stroking me deeply.hard. As I felt a finger go far up me. Twirl.twirl twirl.. twirl. A finger twisted deep and high oil my.. pinching.as hot lips dove into my breast licking. Feeling my legs open as the massage got darker. Pulling me to her.. her lips dove in my vagina and suckled.sucked me. The hard part was near impossible. Marisol’s hands shook as she pulled down her pants, and she caught herself crying for the first time since the start of her tutelage. The weight of all the little compromises finally dropping like her jeans on the floor.“Nice ass,” Archie commented, completely oblivious or insensitive to Marisol’s quiet sobs. “I thought you were too skinny to have a really nice ass. Can I touch it?”“No, you can’t touch it!” Nothing like anger to quell an existential crisis..