I made a stink about it, but, in some ways, he probably saved me from myself. I should just write my own story, but for now, just trust me, I tried to...date a few times, but the boys always seemed to prove their conquests were more important than the truth. A few guys were granted a feel once or twice, but, I learned buys just can’t resist bragging. I had learned a lesson from my sister and remained resolute not to make THAT mistake.So, fast forward to a couple months ago.My sister comes home. “You are my girlfriend” you say taking my hands, “She is gone as soon as I get home, I only want you” My heart melts and I can feel my eyes tearing again.“Turn around” you command. Oh yes, you do know how I like it. You caress my back and reach your hand around to undo my belt. Then you undo my pants and slowly pull them down. You grab my ass and kiss each cheek in appreciation. You stand up and your hands make their way up my shirt and under my bra until you find my nipple ring. I cry out with. That feels really good Kayla, Jenna said not opening her eyes, Would you care if I took the last sports bra off? I feel like it would feel better without the material in between. Yea, no problem, Kayla said hooking her thumbs under the bottom of the bra, pulling up and over Jennas head. Jennas boobs bounced free. Large and all over tan with rosy red nipples, Jennas tits were gorgeous. Kayla then returned to rubbing her friends boobs paying even more attention to the prominent nipples, lightly. What do you have to say for yourself?” he asks.“I’m so sorry Master.” I exclaim while lowering my eyes and bowing between his legs so that I’m face-down, ass-up just the way he likes.“Stay where you are and think about what you have done,” he tells me.I feel him getting out of bed. I cannot see anything as my face is buried in the sheets, but I hear him walk into the bathroom. Soon I hear him relieving himself and the sound is mesmerizing to me. My mind races with memories of the last time.