When they weren't enjoying the fruits of the trees, they were enjoying the feel of their own bodies. There was so much to relish, and although Adam wa... sure he knew every inch of Eve's flesh and loved every part of it, somehow he never lost his desire to enjoy it again and more thoroughly.At the moment, Adam was thrusting in and out of Eve's spread open legs, her ankles interlocked behind the taut muscles of his buttocks, while she lay back on the short soft grass, her full apple-shaped breasts. I replied, No, because at the time I truly wasn't interested in being with a guy. But it got me thinking... "Does it really matter if the person I'm with has tits or not, If they are feminine or masculine? How bad could it be? A cock is a cock, right?" After a few days I realized I was a little turned on by the attention. So I uploaded a profile photo in the hopes of getting more.It certainly worked. I started getting more friend requests and pm's, mostly from guys, which was a little. Max attached the clamps with the chain onto her nipples, on the sides. She cried out and arched her back into him when he did because he didn't loosen them. Even experienced girls would cry out with them that tight. He then attached the chainless clamps onto the other sides of her nipples so they were weighed down and heavy. Her nipples were clamped up and she was moaning softly moving on the bed. Max slapped her breasts hard. First one then the other. Again and agani and again. They slowly. When Stacey touched me, her hand felt like a branding iron resting on my thigh."Call her," she repeated.It was Stacey's name I moaned as my trembling fingers hit the speed dial. I loved Jenny, but my body wanted Stacey more. I felt like a traitor. I felt like an incipient supernova."Linnea, you little slut! Where have you been?" Jenny's voice was a balm on my aching heart.I cried, but my tears were silent because I knew Stacey wouldn't want the distraction. My teeth drew blood on the back of my.