Had her entire company been turned into sluts and bimbos?Then she remembered her own breasts, or more specifically, the holes that Deb (now absent and...presumably back at her desk, grinning to herself no doubt) had cut in her top at her nipples. Her eyes jerked downwards. "Oh god," she moaned to herself. Not only were the holes still there, drawing ready attention to her pierced nipples and their golden rings, but a chain had been added to dangle between the rings, locked on with small silver. He wants this to last a little longer, so tells Emma to release a little. He lies over her and composes himself some. He sees her looking at him so tenderly. It is too much for him. He reaches over and kisses her. More deeply and fully than he ever has before.Their tongues mingle and he thrusts his into her mouth fully. Then when she bites at his lower lip, he can feel her craving. These things she just automatically does, without instruction. Just by instinct about how to fully. "I am glad that I could help you. I hope you didn't mind that I helped myself to some of it." No it is fine."I was slowly moving my hand up and down his dick."Steph. Take your shirt off for me. I want to see your tits."I took my shirt off and unhooked my bra from the front. My tits are kind of small at a B cup, my areola's weren't too big, but my nipples were sticking straight out from what we were doing.Ron took one tit in his hand and softly squeezed it. He then leaned over and took a nipple. She commented that it was not fair that her top was off and mine was on. I needed very little encouragement to shed my shirt. What an image I have of us with hands all over each other in the living room. I got bolder and slide my hand down between her legs outside of her jeans. The heat was unbelievable. Then I reached for the button on her jeans. No resistance. Our make out session went on hot and heavy with heavy kissing, her hand rubbing my now hard cock. One of my hands on her breast and.