"Yeah? Well I seem to remember that _you_ were wondering what it was like to have tits!"Ron flushed red. "You're nuts!"The guys laughed at Ron's emb...rrassment. "Well, from the looks of Carl, I'd say having tits isn't too bad!" Paul joked.Carl didn't seem to notice; his eyes were about half shut, and his breathing was deep as he obviously relished the feeling of his tits being fondled.Ron glared at Steve. "You know, I bet if you could swap places with Dana, you'd try out sex just to see what. As a quick recap, Riley has been left by the last dom in control, stillcaged (the keys now in a bucket of ice in the freezer), a vibrating plugonce again stuffed in his ass, dressed in lingerie and as a schoolgirl,with his balls chained to a spreader bar between his ankles...forcing himto his knees.With discomfort and frustration continuing to rise, the front of Riley'sthong now noticeably damp as the vibe forced drips of precum from hisconstrained cock, he finally succeeded in making contact. She felt compassion and desire. As she focused in on the emotions rolling through her like thunder, she realized that these emotions were for her. She looked into his eyes and smiled warmly. He put his arms around her and pulled her close to him. Never taking his eyes from hers, he lifted her chin and softly kissed her lips. An explosion came from somewhere deep inside her and she parted her mouth slightly and allowed his tongue to slide into her mouth.She had only been kissed by one man, and. I hear the birds, a light breeze rustling the manicured landscape. I can hear the unusual sounds of children playing in the visitor’s garden. I feel next to nothing in response. I ought to feel so much more. Christopher. I know I should. That’s your fault. I know that too. You stare at me pained, hopeful, and wary. What are you waiting for? This cocktail of me-suppressing drugs is no recipe for love. I can barely feel me, let alone you. I feel resentment stirring. Blessed resentment! That’s.