And, along with the glasses, she usually acted rather reserved, all contributing to the way she was interpreted by others. She was defiantly not a ris... taker. At 28, she was in the middle of her age group in book club but was one of only two girls who were not married and never had been. She had had limited experience with men but had been in a 3 year relationship that ended badly. That relationship constituted most of her experience with men. Book club always turned to discussion of men and. “Good girl.”Rebecca looked to Mistress for further input.“Look at her bottom. Don’t you love it? She works so hard all day, so you’re going to kiss it when she tells you to. Understand?”Rina could faintly smell the heat from Rebecca’s crack, feeling embarrassed and trying not to inhale.“Yes, Mistress.”Rebecca’s eyes were fixed to the ceiling, like she wasn’t sure if she could say what she was about to say.“Umm, start… kissing my left… ass cheek, slave.”Rina’s lips merely pressed against. Without breaking the kiss, I lifted my hips and used one hand to push the lacy underwear from form. The goddess beneath me was now completely naked. I wanted to take advantage. I started at the top, breaking the kiss and making hazy eye contact before diving down to her chest. I pulled a pink nipple into my mouth, my tongue working around the taut bud while my hand played with the other. Sophie whimpered and bucked her hips against my stomach. I switched to the other nipple and watched her. I squealed in surprise as Kyle grunted into my mouth."Yeah, baby, stroke it," he murmured.I looked around frantically, and realized that not only were we fairlyisolated, most of the club's patrons were completely inebriated at thispoint and nobody was paying attention to some couple necking in thecorner. Even had I been a real girl, it would have been shameless andperverted to rub a guy off in a packed club...but my hand started movingon its own. Feeling so desired and so sexy had released some.