Her medium-sized breasts were firm; capped by large nipples and areolas that were golden brown like the freckles that decorated her chest and belly. H...r neatly trimmed mat of fine pubic hair was a shade redder than her hair and eyebrows, and her pubic mound stood out from her belly.Sharon colored a little, and she glanced down at herself as her hands moved toward her torso.“You’re beautiful,” I heard myself say. I managed to close my mouth, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.“Really?” Her eyes. I held my breath and licking her hard. She squirts multiple times with great moans.Then she got tired and sit on my chest. I asked her to spit in my mouth. She felt shy and spit not properly. I asked her to repeat again. She spat very nicely and changed her position to 69. She pushed her pussy to my mouth and sucked my cock. I get good pleasure I licked her hard.She also tries to take my cock deep she sucked both in 69 positions for 15 minutes. I never forget that moment. Then we look face to. Then he said it again, but this time with a trace of impatience. ‘Put it on.’ I was so mixed up. I wanted to scream at him, to unleash some of the anger that Billy Whittier’s betrayal had generated in me. I wanted to throw the damn collar at him and storm up to my room to cry and lick my wounds and plot my revenge. I was going to kill Billy. But there was something else, a sweet little tingle that had nothing to do with my anger. It took me a second to realize what it was. I’d never been. ”“Okay…” Daisy slowly responded.I started pacing back and forth. “Right, so I offered Molly my bed. Molly felt bad, knowing I’d be on the floor or something.”“Why didn’t you just push Chris off the bed or something?”“Believe me, I tried. So I was setting up to be on the floor, when Molly said she’d feel too guilty, and she suggested that we should share the bed instead. She suggested that.”“Oh my God, Aaron, you dolt. That doesn’t mean jack. She was being-”“That… isn’t what I’m calling.