She had a tube of sun cream. It looked like cum when she squirted it into her cleavage. Then she lifted up the middle of her bra, and slid my cock und...r. I watched how it looked, sliding in the lubed up cleavage between her slightly less than medium - sized - tits. The bra material was rough, and I ended up with the top of my cock rubbed a bit raw, but I thought little of it as I came under her chin and down her neck, as I clung to her now angry red enormous nipples sticking out through the. Then she stood before the gloating Turk in nothing but her black nylon bikini panties and brassiere, feeling more degraded and humiliated than ever before in her life-even worse than that day so long ago when she has been raped by soldiers during the civil war in her native Anatolia. She felt dirty and used under Osman's relentless grinning gaze, and she decided to pursue the last part of the bargain before he had forced her to submit to his depraved demands and could then deny her the prize. It looked so large as it hung there, the hefty weight pulling it down. I could see her nipple which seemed huge to me – about the same size and shape as a sewing thimble. My dick tingled as I stared at her sumptuous body. It had a soft, warm, inviting look. Her smooth, creamy white skin beckoned me.She had been like a second Mom to me but at this moment all I could think about was how sexy she looked and how hard my dick had become. Al thoughts of weirdness or discomfort evaporated as quickly. " Of course."Since she'd been having sex with me largely out of agape anyway, I knew Sherri wouldn't be upset, and her tone confirmed it."So what about Sharon?" she asked.I sighed. "I've spent so long fantasizing about fucking her, it's hard to give it up."Sherri frowned."I know, I know. You've done a lot to help. And I think if she hadn't been the one to bring up wearing her garter belt, I'd be fine. But..." You're still hooked."I grimaced, but then nodded. "At least I know I'm hooked." True.".