…which displayed a screensaver of busty women in bikinis. I sighed. From where he stood in the kitchen, he could not see me as I glanced down at my...chest. Perhaps that was the reason we had never progressed beyond our close friendship, I reasoned. Looking at the girls and women shown in the screensaver, I guessed that the smallest of them would wear a C-cup bra. To the right of his personal laptop was a bookcase which housed no books, but instead functioned as a display for his collection of. ”If the aroma was any indication, Sofía was right on target. It did sound as though her comment that doña Clara had prepared a special dish in my honor might have been the tiniest of exaggerations, however.“Her wine is excellent, Michael,” said Javier as he refilled our glasses. “Strong, too.”That was enough to crack us all up. It wasn’t the worst red I’d ever had, but “strong” was perhaps one of the few positive things you could say about it. As it turned out the wine had to be strong to stand. That was the double dare option; screw on tit clips was for a simple dare. As always, Yvonne carried out her dares without the aid of underwear. She took it one step further and asked each man there to give his opinion as she tried on the various sexy accessories. She even let her male admirers lift up and fondle each breast so they could get a better view of the nipple clamps before singing her praises.Cute and cuddly was what Yvonne thought of herself as she dazzled and delighted men young. “It’s OK daddy. I know you want me” Celeste whispered.Danny sat there silent, looking at his daughter. His eyes traveled to her chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra because he could see her small nipples poking out to say hello to him. He wanted to tell her he wanted her more than anything in the world, he wanted to tell her all the things he would like to do to her sexy body, but he couldn't find the words. He just sat there with shame.Celeste knew this was not going to be easy. She.