However Christy couldn’t stopfeeling like there was something missing in her life. At Thirty four years old, with blonde hair past hershoulders ...nd soccer mom look to her, she still turn afew heads. She could afford to lose the extra fifteenpounds she gained after having Ron, but she was not thesporty type to spend her days working out. She felt shedid enough of a work out just keeping her house cleanand working on the yard. She was happy with herself andstill felt she was sexy.After. You called these YOUR nipples. Don’t tell me you need another lesson on who owns your body.’ My eyes flooded with tears and I blubbered, ‘No, Master, please! I meant your nipples, your nipples.’ He ignored the tears and counted out the clips. ‘Besides these aren’t even going on the nipples I own. They are going on the pussy I own’. He pressed two fingers inside the pussy roughly. ‘This is what seems to be causing so much trouble, isn’t it, Slave? Sit down and spread those legs.’ I did as I was. He looked over at my boobs, every second and my ex was looking at me with in a fowl way. After the whole period, I was about to leave when John pulled me by my hand and said to go over to his house, I was surprised that he asked me, with his stammering words and pale face. I think he had blue balls or something. "I really need to go to the washroom now but sure" I said as I pounced from the urge to pee, pulling my hand away from him and folding them with my books in my hand. He looked at me. Or cherries, so that I can tantalize, tying the stems with my talented tongue. Never one to make a choice, I decide on both, and quickly return to you. I join you, laying on the bed, and offer a ripe smelling fruit to your mouth. Your mouth opens and receives the berry, followed by a tender kiss, sharing in the sweet taste. We continue to feed and kiss, one another, until we are content and relaxed. Putting the fruit aside, I begin to slowly caress your torso. Seeing how you are built, learning.