Her behavior started to change gradually. I guess even she had a fantasy on me. I was well-built and I hit the gym every day. She started to wear skim...y kind of clothes when my mom was away. She used to call me for the towel when she was having the bath. She was she trying to test me. I didn’t know anything and I was confused.She started to sit with her legs wide open so that I could have a look at her pussy. I was afraid and petrified by her behavior and didn’t know what to do. But I avoided. Do the same thing with your asshole and be sure to stick a finger deep in your ass and always suck your fingers out of yourself. Play with those little tits and smile and wink at every man in the room. Do you understand?” I nodded, but wasn’t sure I could remember all I was to do. “Now if you don’t do everything I said, look over there.” In the distance, I could see a wooded cross and some other things. “If you displease me, you will be tied there and any man that wants to can fuck you, beat. Yes, baby, lick my tits! Yes, bite my nipples honey! Oh, I love that!" Donna said, spurring him on. Todd didn't need much encouragement, however. His own lustful need had taken over and he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to. He licked and chewed on one nipple then the other making sure each had their share of his attentions. As he feasted on the woman, his hands slipped down her back to her panty-clad ass, squeezing the firm round cheeks and slipping under the silky fabric to feel the flesh. I was so keyed up I probably misheard him, and he must think I’m an idiot, avoiding eye contact and stumbling over my words. Guys don’t flirt with me. Especially when I’m wearing loose scrubs and a sloppy ponytail. Even when I’m all done up and dressed nice, out with friends, they’re the ones who get the attention. Not me, the tall brunette with her boring brown eyes who could stand to lose about 30 pounds. I could make them laugh, but I could never seem to hold their attention long enough to.