I draw my hands to the hem of the jumper and lift the front above my T-shirt bra, leaning forward slightly to accentuate my modest charms as I massage...my sensitive breasts. A good handful, the flesh swells above the smooth black material as I press them up and together. One finger dips inside a cup to brush the chiselled, encased nipple and I draw breath. You need to see more. Hell, I need to feel more. Crossing my arms I grasp and lift the sweater's hem fully, discarding the garment. Pale skin. ‘Then its fine by me.’ ‘Then you don’t mind if I wear these tomorrow?’ Ashley asked pulling out and opening a small jewelry box. Inside was a pair of earrings. ‘Grandma said you gave them to mom, to wear at your wedding.’ Bob was surprised and said, ‘Yes, but your grandpa threw them out when he had me run out of town.’ Then looking at Cassandra he asked, ‘Where did you find them?’ ‘I pulled them out of the trash when Sam wasn’t looking, they meant so much to Anna after all. Too bad I didn’t. Somewhere inside is the magic clitoris, ahyes, just there but still in its hood. It is not ready to come out toplay but the rubbing feels too good to stop just yet.I remove her hand and bring it to my nose. The smell is the same butdifferent from what I have smelled from other girls. As a man it wouldbe invigorating, to Abigail's nose it is just slightly exotic.I have gotten out of bed to ditch the damp panties and wipe hersecretions away. I will sleep nude tonight. The experience is new. No force was needed, I'd have gone there happily of my own accord, if I knew that's what she wanted. But that's Kennedy, she wants to dominate and humiliate me. This doesn't seem that humiliating, but I enjoyed the being forced aspect though, so I'm happy. Satisfied with her display of dominance and that the correct order of things was in place, she let me breathe again, then herded me with the whip backwards towards the bed.She picked up a bag she had, and set it on the bed behind me, she sat.