She removed her sunglasses. Her eyes were sunken with dark bags under them.“Baby, you have to trust me. Okay?” I said. “I’m going to get you h...lp and we are going to beat this thing together,” I said.“Okay, Daddy. Okay. Are you going to tell mom?” she said.“Do you want me to?” I said.“I don’t know,” she said. “I guess you have to.” I nodded.“Okay, we’ll play that one by ear, but yes, at some point your mom will have to know. I know she’s concerned about you,” I said.“Remind me again why you. Bdsm torture slut. U want to be. I nodded yes. I was so wet. Then she came near me started to smooch me. I let her tongue inside my mouth. She kept smooching me like that. Then I felt hands on my tits. I saw from corner of my eyes. It was a girl. Feeling my tits. Then started to pinch my nipples. The more harder she pinched. I moan in alley’s mouth. Alley stopped smooching me and gave me a tight slap on my face. And said, don’t you like that bitch.You came here to get tortured don’t u. u little. " Good."Jenny took the opportunity to run up stairs."Court's just come in," she said to James. "I can't get him to talk. He's almost as bad as Fred."James chuckled. "Silenced by your beauty," he said."That might be it," mused Jenny."Braggart!"She grinned. "Well I am pretty stunning. No, darling, I'm serious. He may be nervous of women." Can't think why but I'll pop down in a few minutes and see whether he opens up to me."Jenny kissed his forehead and vanished below.By the time James appeared. Now, I am an unabashed tit man. In fact, I like to think of myself as a connoisseur of mammaries. There's an old adage that anything more than a mouthful is wasted, but it's not true for me. What I can't get into my mouth is subject to my fingers, not to mention my eyes. I can appreciate the beauty of a shapely ass, the promise of lovely legs, but... ahhh - tits!Julie hardly had any tits. She was slim in the extreme, to the point where if she ever lost weight, she'd become waifish. Julie was.