He was clumsy on the first two hits. The third had Ted in heaven. "Let me show you something else, Steve," I said. I returned with gloves and a han...ful of nettle. I handed Steve a pair of gloves, took one swipe across Ted's willing thighs with the nettle. Steve was unimpressed. Then he saw the spots start to rise. He had the gloves on and took the nettle from me. He used it on Ted's thighs and calves. Ted was loving it. In a break in the action, I pulled Ted's trapped cock from beneath. How does that feel?” Were I not already immobile I would say I was pinned, unable to move beneath her. Were I to need breath, I would be smothering, trapped under her heavy weight. Had I any bones, I would be in danger of having them crushed as she bore down more firmly on me. But rather, in my burlap doll shell, I could feel very little besides the soul-trembling fear of being so powerless, a plaything trapped beneath the breast of this bosomy girl. That, and the tremendous arousal which came. Don’t get me wrong I love him but he can just be annoying. When he came in it was very strange because he did not run up and hug me. He came up and just said what is going on. He looked like he had matured and was starting to grow up. Then jill decided to leave and as she left I noticed that todd looked at her butt as she walked out and I really did not care because he was only 13.So we hang out the rest of the day and talked about everything from girls to video game and all that good stuff. He. Then she repositioned herself slightly, so her ½” clit was available to me, but I deliberately avoided it. I licked left and right of it, above and below – anywhere but on it. She kept re-adjusting herself to f***e me, but still I avoided it. Looking up at her, our eyes met… “You bastard Sam, do it”, she shouted. Hearing this, Ruth released my cock and came up the bed. “What’s going…., oh.., I see”, she laughed. “Your bastard of a boyfriend…, uhh…, is doing what I told him…, but right now…, I.