I loved they way they felt in my hands, and it was hard to get over how small my waste was and how wide my hips were. The curves were intoxicating, an... then there was my ass. I felt it every time I sat down. I was always aware of the padding, Other than my tits, the feel of my ass as it started at my lower back, protruding nicely, was my favorite part of my body. And that’s how it happened. After a week in my self imposed jail, I came to grips with who I was, not just how I looked, but more. Marie can make thinking ... difficult." "Marie? Is that her name? She was incredible, an artist sexually as well as drawing." "I could see from her drawings a big change in you." "I'm sorry?" She laughed, gently. "You look different now than you do in her drawings of you from before she took you to her studio. And, of course, the after picture is very different." She gave me a tentative smile. Would I never stop blushing? I looked at her face. She was staring at me, almost as if trying to. This she had never done ( yet) . Rachel kept up with the rimjob & Jake shouted out dirty instructions to his mom/slave Sheila , eat it your whore, come on bitch , do you want the jism all over your throat or on your cumslut face. Sheila wasnt given a chance to respond , as Jake pulled out & unloaded all over her face . Rachel licked the cum off Sheila's face . Now spreadeagled on Jake's bed, Rachel was experiencing her first pussylicking from a female tongue. Within 5minutes she peaked & had. His eyes glittered with a temporary madness as he reached out for her. A howl of pain escaped him as the knife raked down his arm. ‘Kent move out of my way. Just let me go.’ Cathryn held the bloody knife in front of her, part weapon, part shield. The madness started to drain slowly from his brown eyes. It was replaced by a somewhat saner anger. He too could taste his own blood and could tell that she had knocked out one or more of his teeth. The side of Cathryn’s face was already starting to.