She then turned to my cousin who had watched the whole thing and just said, ‘And that’s how you give good head, Gemma. Get that right and guys wil... love you for ever’!”Jamahl was about to elaborate a little bit more on the whole subject when Jessie cut in with, “Um ... sorry, guys, I hate to interrupt but I gotta go in a sec, but before I do I still want to know how you two got the MC’s job.”Jessie was looking at Tammy and Chris who at present were fully clothed as was everyone else except for. I’ve always loved flashing and I would LOVE to know how many men have looked up between my legs and then gone home and jacked off thinking about it. So love to know.So yeah, with Mason, I was sure if I got him to look up my skirt, he would wank for weeks and...ummmm… that got me going.He finally admitted the obvious. He peaked at girls but never stared. He loved seeing panties. He loved looking up girls skirts. He loved watching girls asses in yoga pants. But stare? Never. He was just too. She wasn't wearing anything covering her breasts since the outer garment hid those completely. Her smooth creamy skin flowed evenly up to two wonderful breasts with little pink nipples. Not too big and not too small. Just perfect. I couldn't resist. I gently lay down along side of her and covered her nipple with my mouth. I worked my tongue around the nipple to get it wet and then settled in for a long suck. After a while I switched to the other tit and enjoyed the same leisurely suck. It must. Thorpe has required that I take my punishments with grace. Jutting my full breasts out, and closing my eyes, I grit my teeth when the cane hits my nipples, and I try so hard not to buckle and bend?I am forbidden from grabbing my breasts after the cane hits them, though the pain can really be over powering. I have a beautiful chest, been told so since seventh grade, but it is a sensitive one.But after my punishments, I frig myself, using a Bic pen, and have powerful orgasms. Thorpe says I’m not.