’ Wesley said with his cheeks reddening right up again. The one pump from the boy over his shaft was enough to entice him for another, a few more af...er that and then whatever came to mind. He turned around and saw that the boy had already taken off his dressing and placed it over the railing near his, like Wesley the young man had a full erection showing off at least eight inches (possibly closer to nine) with little girth to him. The young man was slight of build, what muscles he did have were. She worked me like a pro, eschewing the napkin and trying to scoop up the juices she dripped with her hands. All she did, of course, was make a mess of her upper chest and, eventually, the breasts themselves.She made noises of approval as she ate. She ate everything with her fingers, including the baked potato, and each green bean, which was slipped between her lips as she stared at me. She didn’t eat like a pig. It wasn’t like that at all. It was more like she ate with abandon, that the. "It's not like that at all," she said. "It started with this couple I met here in the summer. A really nice older couple. I didn't have any friends here. They took an interest in me. But it wasn't only that they were nice to me-- they were the first people I'd ever met who liked my size. Who saw that I was strong and beautiful. Who wanted to worship a strong, powerful and sexual woman like myself." Worship? Is that what you're doing in bed with them?" I said, pretty sarcastically."Yes it is,". If you don't I will just hit whatever I can reach. Like your tits." Fucking asshole." she curses as she bends back down against the bed. Her ass stinging.The belt cuts through the air again. To her the hiiiissssssss is very loud. When the leather Smacks! against her tender flesh she cannot hold back the oooooooowwwwwwww of pain."Why are you hitting me now? Is there some point to this?" she spits out when she can breath again."I am trying to teach you your second lesson. The first was that you.