“Okay,” I said, “I’ll go first.”“I’m going to need you up on the table with access to your breasts.”“No problem.” I replied as I p...lled my dress off leaving me naked, and I climbed up onto the padded table.The man never said anything about me being naked but he certainly looked, and I watched him as he got his equipment ready and put on a mouth mask and latex gloves. Then he turned and studied my breasts.“Your nipples are perfect for piercing Georgia.” He said.They were rock hard, I was half. He has dark, full head of hair and a definite five o’clock shadow, a trace of a beard and moustache. He towers over Natalia.?This is how it is going to work? you have been carefully selected. Colleagues of mine have been casing your joint for weeks. When our operatives realized you have no family to account for your whereabouts, your fate was decided. It was just a matter of time in the planning of when and how to snatch you. My superiors also had to decide, based on your life, what you would. She wasn't far behind and Hannah gazed at her as she ran her bare breasts bouncing with each step, her hair now matted across her face and body. She finally made it to the house and stood panting, her breasts heaved with each breath, her nipples hard.Hannah realized she was staring and looked away and then realized she was also topless. She looked around for her bikini top but realized it was still outside.“I'll get us a couple of towels, it's no use trying to get our tops in this,” and off she. I will not describe them all, only the three that caught my imagination. The first was one of the early birds; less than elbow high on me and I would guess less than five foot tall and weighing less than 50 KG dripping wet. She is 54 years old, mother of four and as hot as fuck. She wore an electric blue mini type dress, with knee high patent leather stiletto boots and black nylons.Frankly, she was 54 but at a distance could be mistaken for a teenager; up close she looked closer to 24 than 54..