Those ice blue eyes pierced straight through me and thick luscious lips painted with hot pink lip gloss ate me alive! I knew she saw me looking, but I...didn't give a damn. I continued down her neck, pass her collar bone, and landed in the clouds. Her very, no, extremely tight fitting dress was like a second skin on her very supple breast, 34F's. Not quite as big as mines, but they were succulent on her tiny, curvy frame. My thoughts were interrupted by her voice. If it wasn't for the perversion. I nodded as she put it carefully to the nail on my left pinky, and, in a second, had produced a tiny, neat round hole. Into this she inserted a minute gold ring, which he squeezed up with pliers: from it hung a chain about three centimetres long, with a small stone set in a clasp at its end. I knew it was going to get in my way all the time, but discomfort was a part of sensuality – a reminder, somehow, of the borders of pain and ecstasy, that ven I couldn’t have bgun to describe. I watched. Saturday, Grand Haven was a bustling place. There were art fairs all around and lots of friendly people. I walked up and down the busy streets looking at all the wonderful paintings, sculptures, and hand made jewelry. I tried to keep my mind off my troubles, but that was easier said than done. Later that night I felt like being alone so I ordered room service and watched an old movie on the TV. I couldn’t help but think back to just a few nights ago, when I was sitting with my family and. I walked behind her and boldly grabbed her ass and poked my middle finger against her pussy, feeling it push between the puffy folds. She jerked around and slapped me with her mouth wide open.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”The tent in my pants was bulging, and I made no attempt to hide it as I moved towards her, pinning her lightly between myself and the counter, my cock pressing into her upper abdomen. She was still staring at me with her mouth partly open in shock. I lightly.