She quickly discovered that her sides above the bikini line were very sensitive ? much more so than her outer thighs. Moving sideway was no option as ...er stomack and lower back were even more sensitive. She had almost forgotten her abused nipples but the nettles enticed her to experiment. It was as if they were talking to her; "Come closer. What lovely nipples you've got. Can we touch?". How could she refuse such a polite request?So she obliged the nettles, panting and groaning while she was. “Show me how much of a sexy little slut you know how to be.” he gestured around at the crowd of men, invisible in the darkness. “There's nobody here except me.”“And me!” she exclaimed. “I'm here, too! Don't forget that, and me being a stripper is YOUR fantasy, not mine! I have no idea how to even begin!”Everything blanked away to the white room again; just him and her, standing in front of each other, She was wearing her school clothes, and he was wearing tan khaki pants, a white button up. She looked like she wanted to suck it but resisted the urge to bend over and lick it off. I groaned as Shilpa slowly stroked her soft hands up and down my cock. The large drops of pre-cum rolled off my cock head and her hand was moist with my pre-cum juices and this heightened my pleasure, causing a steady stream of pre-cum to soak her tiny fingers.My cock was throbbing and jerking and I relaxed and let the electric sparks shoot through my body. I was nowhere near cumming, but the pleasure was. "I expected it to be rough at first, but it's been two months and it just goes on and on. I don't really mind, except that I haven't made any friends in the last two months, except you." He suddenly laughed, "I'm not even sure we are friends." I think we are, and if I had a daughter. To be honest I would discourage her from dating you." Hillary said."There is such a thing as too much honesty," Roger said."So are you taking her to lunch somewhere nice with all that drug money?" Hillary asked.