. cock," I whisper even more quietly now, the last word barely makes it out of my mouth, "and it seemed like it hurt him, but when I wanted to take my...hand off, he asked me to ... keep s-stroking him ... and that's when he panted and groaned and I was so afraid ... but after a little while he came. His cum was all over my hand and..."I fall silent and I realize that I slid to the other end of the couch while I said this. I shrink further into the arm of the couch thinking of how Mark wanted me. " You can have a little fat for your boobs. Husbands not like wife withno boobs."I finished my breakfast and was drinking my last drop of coffee, Mariagently took the cup out of my hand. "Come back to mirror."I stood there looking at my reflection; I think I may have been payingtoo much attention to my new cleavage, checking perhaps, to see if theyhad grown any larger since I started breakfast. I felt Maria's hands atmy waist just above my hips, she squeezed the fat between a finger andthumb. The nipple clamps yanked on both of their nipples, causing Helen to scream in pain as she toppled over. Ellen had prepared herself for it, so the brief painful tug was not as bad. In fact, the sharp tug on her nipples was like pouring lighter fluid on orange hot coals. Ellen was engulfed in another fiery orgasm, bucking against the pole between her legs. Her moans were so load she didn't even hear Derek creep into the room.Derek stopped and watched both his wife and her sister writhing on the. This is torture!“It’s bedtime anyway” she says, gets up from the sofa with a soft moan and hugs me. “Good night.” I am feeling her breasts on my chest. So soft. My arms around her lower back. “Good night”.She walks up the stairs rubbing her eyes and disappears into her room. I’m feeling terrible. She’s way to attractive for my liking. And why does she look at me that way? Or is this just in my head? I’m slipping into bed with Katia. Just relax, I’m telling myself. I’ll get used to Nadine. It.