Noirtier's hair was long and white, and flowed over his shoulders; while in his eyes, shaded by thick black lashes, was concentrated, as it often happ...ns with an organ which is used to the exclusion of the others, all the activity, address, force, and intelligence which were formerly diffused over his whole body; and so although the movement of the arm, the sound of the voice, and the agility of the body, were wanting, the speaking eye sufficed for all. He commanded with it; it was the medium. She parted her legs so he could cover her and continued slowly putting cream on her. When he got to her tits (about 36 D) he slowly rubbed them and her nipples got really hard. Now her nipples by now weren't the only thing getting hard and I don't mean just me. He was half erect.He saw my hard on and my red face. 'Oh .. it's o.k., don't worry about your erection no one here minds.' With that I wondered what he meant. I turned around to see 4 couples standing up, watching and the guys either. He loved seeing metwist in pain. That's how I realized I was nothing more to him than aplaything.Like a ritual, he would come in everyday and utter those words. And eachtime he left I changed a little bit. My hair got longer. My dirty, roughboy hands got softer and larger. My hips felt a little bigger. Everypainful change he did to me made him happy. Over time, I learned the insand outs of my prison. I found in the room full of junk one day, a oldsmall mirror. I would hide it each time in a. There was something exciting about having Nick's hand on her breast. On impulse, she took his right hand and placed it over her left breast. He paused in surprise."It's okay," she said quietly.He resumed kissing and she put his other hand on her other breast."Ohh, Molly!" he said excitedly. He had a major hard-on.Molly decided to surprise Nick. She thought about it all day at school.When they reached their place in the concrete semi-bunker, she immediately grabbed his hand and placed it over.