You don't have any issues anymore. NOW, may I kiss you?" I asked again."But you can't do that," Grace said."Can't do what? Kiss you?" I replied."NO. I...mean you can't say I have issues, then say you were wrong," she said with exasperation growing in her voice."Oh?" I asked. "Why not? I usually admit it when I'm wrong and you clearly stated that you didn't have issues, so I said I was wrong and agreed with you."Grace looked to her lap, never raising her eyes before finally standing and bolting. Then, she tied the makeshift blindfold over Lauras eyes, tight, so that it could not slip down. Then, she took the sharp blades, and began slicing through Lauras skimpy dress, starting at the hem and slicing slowly up to where her two perky boobs were barely concealed by the splitting fabric. The other girls were all watching, rapt with attention, and Laura struggled harder, knowing what was coming. No, no Ashley, please dont please… Laura was begging. her breasts were her most prized bodily. “But neither of you has any cherries left! I got them all!” I smirked.They both smacked me lightly on the shoulder and laughed.“But that’s not true, Steve,” Jennifer said quietly.“Sure it is. I got your last one last night.”“What the hell are you talking about?” Stephanie said. “You’ve done all that stuff with her before.”“No, last night was special. It was the very first time that Jennifer and I made love with complete openness and complete honesty, with nothing held back. I’d call that her. This made her some ad-rush. She was convinced with the size. Her lasting appetite was showing in her face. I wanted to see the exciting thing. Then the man proceeded to her and removed his lungee for which she completely surrendered. Then he started slowly touching her body and pressing her boobs, she was slowly accepting the things that were happening. It was shocking for her, but still she started cooperating. I was seeing my wife being touched by other man. I was thrilled. Then he slowly.