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“And what about you?” She asked, rounding on Jeff. He was staring at her intently, almost as if he were looking through her clothes, his eyes scanning up and down her body, looking for her tattoo. It’s embarrassing to admit, but it is only at this moment, as I watched Jeff pore fruitlessly over her, that I realized that I have seen every inch of Rachel’s body and that she doesn’t actually have a tattoo. If one of them guessed that (or had seen one of our videos and already knows that) would she take that as evidence I had lied to her about showing the videos? An even more enticing Slave thought: would she go through with fucking whoever guessed/knew? “I think you’ve got a hummingbird-“ “Pretty!” “-right on your left tit. Suckling from your nipple.” “Oh.” Her smile faltered a little. Clearly, she found japanese that idea the BDSM fare of a lower class of woman than she considered herself to be. Picturing it, I thought it was kind of hot. Jim and Jeff were staring greedily at her chest, waiting. “Well?” Jim said pointedly. We all turned to him. Nodding towards her chest, where her top was so low-cut as to asian almost already reveal the tattoo’s absence, “Is he right?” Rachel domination smiled over her shoulder at him and, turning back towards Jeff, tugged down on her top, the fabric giving easily under the additional strain. Jim leaned over in his chair to the point I thought he might tip out of it. Derek glanced at me before also sliding his chair over for a better view. Reveling in the attention, Rachel slowly reached behind her, releasing the clasp on her bra. Whatever dismay he felt at not finding his tattoo seemed instantly tempered by the nicest pair of breasts he had likely ever seen. Jim now looked like a kid in a candy store. “So, you don’t have a tramp stamp…We’ve seen your tits. Glorious, by the way. Seems that you don’t have much of that sexy, little body left that we haven’t seen. So unless it’s on the soles of your feet or under that head of hair, it’s got to be on your ass, what little left of it we haven’t already seen or…”He paused theatrically, looking her up and down, staring appreciatively at her still-uncovered breasts, before dropping his gaze to her groin. “I think you’ve got a little kiss mark, a bright red pair of lips…right next to your… other lips .” “Holy shit, man, isn’t she a student at your school?” “You’re an idiot, you know that?” “She’s a teenager, not a fucking stripper.” Rachel and Jim stayed quiet as the rest of us derided him. Rachel swung his way, sliding the hem of her shorts under the curve of her ass as she sat up on the poker table. “I wonder,” she said, one finger hooked under his chin to pull his eyes up to meet hers, “if that’s really what you think, or it you just want to see my pretty, pink pussy.” Jim placed his hands on either side of her hips, leaning forward into her. “Sounds like I may be a winner, either way, won’t I?” “Well, do you want to see if you’re right?” He nodded vociferously as she half-turned her ass towards him on the table. “Or would you rather see what you’ll be missing out on if you’re wrong?” “Don’t you mean what you’ll be giving up to me, right here in front of my friends, when I’m right?” Rachel smiled, bringing her feet up on the table with her legs in front of her as she slid her panties up over her knees and then down off her legs. They rested on one slender ankle before she delicately kicked them off into Jim’s lap. I found myself, once again, struck by how adult and pornographic her moves were. He looked up, a little disappointed that more wasn’t going to happen, but he knew the deal. It was really strange and it had me scratching my head over it. So early.” Ben chuckled. Studying.” Once in his room; LD began to think about how it would be to screw a body like that. It looks like mostly everyone was taking a little break except Aunt Margie and Sam alongside Lisa and Dana. Mjoll placed what were likely all of his belongings – perhaps some of hers, Slave as well, even aside from Grimsever, her greatsword that I had recovered – and, tears running freely, yet with no sound and perfect poise, she poked a torch here and there into the piled logs. I caressed her chin as I kissed her, my tongue dancing with my daughter's tongue. Only after getting the bra and panties on did she feel a little less self conscious. She crawled beneath her Master and as fast as she could her tongue was running over his cock and balls. When she asked what, I told her that I wanted her upstairs and naked on my bed within 2 minutes. As much as I would love to fuck Olivia that was not going to happen. japanese “Knees.” She quickly turned dropped to her spread knees, hands behind her and her mouth open looking up at him with gleeful eyes. I wasn't sure that I should be using terms like "honey" or "Darling" . . . From their position, it was difficult for Ajay's father to see anything. She ran to the bedroom and came back in a couple minutes wearing one of his large T-shirts that covered her bottom down to mid thigh. At the next recess, he asked Charlie to put him on the stand next, but Charlie had actually changed his mind and would not be calling on Dave to BDSM testify, knowing the defense would put him on the stand regardless. “But I am hurt. It's followed us.” Hank, meanwhile, was caught up in his own monologue. 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