.. showing her lovely pale skin and the cleavage of her milky boobs. She was almost always modestly dressed, and I had never before seen her cleavage..... To be honest I didn't even realise her boobs were that big... And seeing them made me skip a heart beat. She also wore a black skirt that was thigh length... It was not a tight skirt but one that was loose and flairy... Like, a summer skirt with pleats in it. I could see her very sexy toned legs and her beautiful thighs. They were not skinny. They were together in the sauna at the university gym, because Ben had a hangover. He usually did. He drank a lot. That was one of the things Sue was sure her love would cure him of.The sauna was coed. A big sign over the door said that nudity was forbidden. But many of the male students, apparently believing the sight of their naked bodies would automatically move women to lust, sat self-consciously naked. Often with a towel half-draped over their cocks. The girls stared fixedly at the. We locked eyes, our chins lifting the same way, mouths open the same way, her nipples jiggling in the warm water as she played her wet clit like a violin under water. I began to cry out, "Oh Pris cum with me, cum with meee..." Then the orgasms hit us simultaneously. My sister and I heaved and quaked and came, folding in half forward, which I didn't realize is a family trait cuz we did it almost the same way. I almost fell out of my chair I came so hard. Suddenly I realized she was. One word of phrase barely constitutes an insight into what I like about it or how it makes me feel emotionally or physically. For me receiving Breast / Nipple torture is one of, if not the most delicious way to receive pain. (But I’m always open to ideas!)My nipples have always been sensitive, I’ve had them pierced, had the piercing ripped out, although not intentionally or as part of play, and still get off on the extensive use of nipple clamps.My favourite pair I’m wearing now and that’s.