. the feeling was ecstatic.. My dick was already hard and some more blood flew in to make it harder.. First I felt her cunt.. she brushed my hand asid..... I realized that her sensitiveness on the boobs was virtually over as she is bare all through the night or everyday.. but her cunt was still responding.. I know she had a small jerk when I touched there. By the way, by now, our table being in the corner, was used by all those girls as a “Changing room”.. everyone would come and undress… undress. How could I ever fuck her again? How could a beat her bad enough that she would forget this bastard making me his bitch?Again his big fist hit my face and I sprawled across my carpet. “Strip bitch ass up,” he demanded. I looked at him pleadingly, knowing there I could do nothing to stop him.“What are you going to do to me?” He only took one step closer and took off his shirt. She squatted and pulled her nightgown off revealing her big tits and hairy pussy. One hand caressed her massive breast. He pulled my t shirt up over my head so I couldnt see and dobbed somethng on each of my nipples and appeared to write something on each of my chest muscles. Then said " see you later" and left. I quickly pulled my shirt off of my head, shut the door and locked it. looked at my chest to see that he had painted my nipples bright red and written, Sissy Slut and a phone nunber on my chest. I quickly brought myself off again, finished peeing and left. I went and carried on with my day and ended up. ...” “Let you what,” she said sternly!?! “Touch you, feel your, you know what I mean,” he replied, and then taking the absolute chance of his life, walked around the desk and reached out and felt he big boobs for the second straight night! Unsure if she would scream or just slap him, Ryan continued rubbing her chest, hoping that she wouldn’t cause a scene. What happened next was a wet dream come to life! Instead of stopping him, Miss Vance leaned back in her chair and slowly began unbuttoning.