Your partner can watch or get themself off as well, but the closest you will get to help each other is having the outside of your leg and butt touchin... theirs, like the two pairs that are already naked.”The girl who asked the questions was now trying to get brave enough to pull off the guy’s shirt and let him take off hers.“Here, let me show you how to undress a boy,” I told the girl as I pulled over a guy in high school.I used her hands to get the edge of his shirt, pull it up over his head,. We stopped at a hut in the grounds that I recognised from my walk with the milkers. I had agreed to be a manual slave worker for two days and to forgo my four-hour freedom right on both days. Today I was to work with the green robes, the outside manual workers and tomorrow I would work with the kitchen staff inside the palace.There were twelve in the group, ten men including Fahid and two girls. All were Zamarabeans and all were powerfully built. I looked frail by comparison. They all stared. He then untied my top without asking first or saying a word. When his hands got to my bikini bottoms I felt him slip his fingers just under the top edge putting lotion on the top bit of my ass. I knew I should of stopped him, but the sun on me with his strong hands rubbing my back just totally was relaxing me, and to be truthful a little turned on to have this man's hands on my body. When he started at my feet I never knew I would enjoy having them rubbed but it felt great. As his hands moved. "Ahh!" she squealed, trying to stay silent. It was after midnight Friday and Ben was upstairs asleep. The second and third were bad but by the fifth, the pain was unbearable and she was crying, eyes staring into the camera, begging him to change his mind. But she didn't say it out loud. She pulled the rubber band back then saw the screen light up. *pull further* Then, she started crying in earnest. She'd been pulling just about two inches before releasing. Now, she pulled three. The pain was.