I could feel his hard cock press against my body, the scent of his cologne and my arousal filled my nostrils, and my thong got wetter. He took my hand... at my wrists, held them over my head, and pressed his body against me."I can smell your pussy, you know," he said, breathlessly. "And I'm curious to see what you taste like."I shuddered as he kissed me again. His tongue invading my mouth, probing, teasing, tasting. I felt my nipples stand up and press out like the buttons on a winter coat. I asked him "What he found so funny?" Well it's not really funny just that it is really unusual to see my nipple and anyone's nipple!" he responded."I had that done, because I do not want to share my nipple with anyone who may smoke" I joked."Is it a genuine offer?" he asked."Normally yes but as she is here for punishment, it would defeat matters to allow her the pleasure of having her nipple sucked!" I stressed.The guy then asked what could he do for me, I told him I wanted her mouth lips. “It’s so weird,” she kept saying. Lindsey and the rest of the family agreed.Personally, I didn’t like the man. He called once, demanding to be let in the house to do ‘inventory’, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Mom didn’t seem to like her descendant much. “Relax,” I told her. “It would take a court order for him to walk through those doors, and no judge alive would give him one.” I politely declined, and hung up on him. He called several more times, getting more abusive. Shamelessly. Maybe that's been my problem, she thought. I expect Art to take the initiative, but he's just too preoccupied. Sometimes a girl has to take things into her own hands... like that blonde girl in the movie.A vivid vision of Art's long, thick cock sprang into Kathy's mind. Well, what else could she do?But instead of getting ready for bed, Kathy saw that Art was still dressed as he'd been, the only difference being his shirt was unbuttoned and hanging out of his pants. He was sitting.