He then tells Cyndi that it is time to roll over to her back, and keeps her covered as she switches from her front to her back. As she lays down, he t...kes a towel and gently covers her eyes. She is now completely covered basically from her shoulders down. She can feel her nipples really poking into the sheet, as she are so turned on. She is sure that he is able to see this, but he still doesn’t say anything, nor is she still sure whether all of this is being done accidentally or on purpose. He. He took her breast and put it on a cutting board slicing into thin pieces and then put it into the frying pan to sautee. Megan tied to the chair could smell her breast meat frying in the pan. Sitting at the table while Megan watched, Antoine had his lunch ready, beer, chips and a bitch breast sandwich. He ate slowly letting Megan watch. ?Bitch yo taste good. Gonna kill you sho nuff but slow.??OHHH, Please no more, please.? Megan was crying. She was in so much pain, burnt, sliced, fucked. Sally had unique orgasms. At least, they were unique to me. As one approached, she would begin to shiver, then shake, then as it hit, she would spasm. Not much vocalizing, but her physical reaction left no doubt she was getting off. Three trips to that happy place was very satisfying and very tiring.Sometime later she slipped off my chest without waking and lay beside me in deep slumber. I wasn't that fortunate. I had been drifting in and out of consciousness and didn't really get a proper. She stonewalled my attempts to confront her. No explanations. No remorse. No reassurance. No attempts to sooth my feelings or counter my suspicions. Just, "If you loved me, you would trust me" and a defiant stare. I withdrew. My employer offered a transfer to another state and I jumped on it. Two months ago I realized I was only hurting myself by staying away.I found my cock stirring as I looked down her lush body. I had arrived late the night before, even later than usual. Her car wasn't in.