He lifted her shirt revealing her now tightly stretched skin over the massive bump that was well formed in front of her.Holding her hands he lifted th...m above her head and pressed them together against the wall, he moved his hands down her arms, pressing them firmly as he went, letting her know that’s how he wanted her to stay.Tearing her blouse open he grasped her breasts tightly, squeezing them and rolling her now very dark, pert nipples in his thumbs as he went.As he squeezed a little harder. In room light, her pussy lips looked like flower petals. I wondered how would it taste like. I put my tongue there. She giggled and said, “I love it”. I put my tongue deeper in and started to lick it.She started to moan. I tasted all juices of her pussy. She said, “You therapy is so good. Hope it work”. I said, “Of course it will”. I put my tongue in her asshole and tasted it. I could hear her moan. She started to enjoy it. I said, “I need to fuck you”. She shocked and asked, “But why?”. I. Johnson, my mother would think I was weird if I talked toher about her clothes," Jack commented."You've never complemented her on how nice she looks, Jack?" Motherglared at him."Well, of course I told her she looks nice and smells nice and all, butI'd never tell her anything other than that!" Jack responded. "So wouldn't it be appropriate to help her out some by maybe cleaning orironing some of her things to help her stay pretty?" She asked Jack. Icould tell Jack was uncomfortable about this. I groan."Talia " he breathes, and his teeth pull at my earlobe. "You're so ready."His fingers slide in and out of me, hitting that spot, that sweet, sweet spot again. The flogger clatters onto the floor and his hand moves over my belly and up to my breasts. I tense. They are sensitive."Hush," Daniel says, cupping one, and he gently brushes his thumb over my nipple."Ah."His fingers are gentle and enticing, and pleasure spirals out from my breast, down, down . . . deep down. I tilt my head back,.