"J-J-Jesus, Aunt S-S-Sara!" Jeremy says as I scoot my ass over and spread my legs in front of him."Just name the fucking parts, Jeremy!" I say, gettin... angry for no reason as I push my ass forward on the table. Okay, maybe there's a reason but it has nothing to do with Jeremy."W-W-Why are you d-d-doing th-th-this?" he asks, looking into my eyes instead of my pussy. "His big, brown eyes searching mine for answers. I reach over and curl my fingers in his hair."Let's forget the diagram and use the. If you reached this page as part of a reader’s choice from a previous page, continue below. If not, CLICK HERE to start at the beginning of the SexVenture. = = = = = Page 8 = = = = = ‘Fuck yeah, it’s okay with me!’ you answer. Stephanie takes off her shoes, jeans and sweater. She is standing before you in her white cotton bra and panties. You stare at her. The bra can barely contain her breasts. They must be at least an F cup size. You walk over to her and remove her bra, her now free globes. “Are you mine,” you growl into my ear, “Tell me… are… you… mine?” I try to find my voice as you softly bite my ear sending shudders down my spine. Your teeth brush my shoulder and you squeeze my breast every time I open my mouth to respond stopping any utterance I attempt. I stop trying to answer and feel the hard bite of your teeth into my shoulder making me groan. “Are you mine,” you again growl into my ear. “Yes, god, yes,” I quickly reply. “Say it!” “I-I’m y-yours,” I stammer. . They then all set off in the 4WD for the local shopping centre. Dave had made sure that Jill was alright after her ordeal that morning, but she assured him, that thanks to him she was fine. She wasn't hurt and apart from an uninvited and unwelcome grope they hadn't really done anything to her."But" Dave said "I'll have to get you a new bikini. We didn't go back to collect your old one. Is there anything else that either of you need." They both assured him they were fine, but Dave insisted on.