” “Or your hands,” I joked as I reached behind myself to undo my bra. She pulled my bra off my shoulders, and threw it on the bed behind me. “...ell, now they’re mine. All mine.” She took one of them in her mouth and suckled my nipple. It was a feeling I had experienced before. The five or six men I’ve slept with all loved my breasts. They are big and round and firm, and apparently hard to ignore. But feeling Bree’s lips on my breasts was a different experience. Maybe it was the strong feminine. I had the bigger bed. I kissed her and I started to undress her. I removed her tiny top. I removed her short skirt. I then removed her bra and her wet panties.I looked at her shaved pussy and the cum that was dripping out of it. I took her into my bathroom and got out one of her mother’s old douches. I sat her on the toilet, stuck the nozzle into her, and squeezed. She giggled and I squeezed in a second bottle to make sure that she was cleaned out.I got her positioned in the center of my bed. “Doing well, now put her on her back and feel her tits.” I turn slave Velvet around and place her on her back. She knows what I am going to do. Slave Velvet spread her legs and arched her back. She was ready to welcome me. I reach out to fondle her breasts. I rub my fingers gently over her nipples and she lets out a soft moan and smiles. I want to do more but my dick is throbbing. I am afraid that I will pop too soon. It is not so much that Slave Velvet is beautiful she moves and moans like a. I will NEVER name my baby Neathrum, and who said I'll ever have YOUR baby. Dream on. Now, Hightower. I can accept that name. It goes with your alter egos of High Handed and High and Mighty. Oh, and let's not forget Hi Jacked.' With that, she went into peals of laughter again, rolling in the soft hay. Neathrum took advantage of her position and rolled over on her, looking down at her laughing face. She looked up at him and, suddenly, the laughter turned into something else. Her eyes got this.