Resigned to the fact that my mind wasn’t going to change anytime soon she released the clips on her bra, allowing her full breasts to pop free of th...ir restraint. The bra joined the dress on the desk.“Oh momma ... you are so full of surprises” I commented when I discovered that her nipples were pierced by little gold bars. Maybe this momma had a wild side to her.“Come closer” I beckoned.When she was close enough I cupped her massive breasts and flicked her nipples with my fingers. She retreated. Why? Because I have been greatly wronged and abused by many parties, many of which are worshipped by mainstream society. I have a moral right to suceed in my enterprises. And how should I achieve such success? Well, in the back of the library where I like to work, there is an art work on the wall: a lot flat metal shapes against a blue wall, a sort of combination of the modern style with that of the Indians of the Pacific Northwest. Looking at it, you see it in the context of the tables,. After a while. Mark came over to me and kissed me on my lips. It was really special to me and as we did that, I felt his hand move over my little nipples and then between my legs. He pushed his finger in me and I was already wet by now and ready for anything! He led me upstairs to his bedroom and we both layed on the bed. He went down on my pussy and while my eyes were closed and I was busy concentrating on him doing that, I felt another guy push something against my lips. I opened my eyes and. He cradled each breast, sending shivers down my spine as he leaned into me, grazing his lips down my neck. “Nothing makes you look good. You see? It’s getting better already.” I trembled under his kisses as the realization of his words sunk in. “Damn it, Ray. You could have said, ‘You look best with nothing on’ or maybe, ‘You’d look better if you took it off.’ But you actually used ‘Nothing makes you look good’.” He chuckled against me and, reaching for my hands, guided me to the bed. “Poor.