It was definitely her breasts, however, that grabbed his attention. He appreciated the delicate features of her face, her long lashes shielded her tw...inkling eyes from him now as she bowed her head, waiting for him to command her, and his attention drifted easily back to her breasts once more. Her tiny nipples seemed to look upward with a pouty pleading for his attention. Her breasts were splendid, sat high on her chest, and seemed to him precisely the ideal size for her figure. Thirty-six?. Hecould see the eyes of a startled teenager, a teen that from theneck down was still female, he could hear her breathingrhythmically, but heavily through the nostrils provided in themask. 'God damn this shit if freaky...' Ben thought to himself. "Do it Ben!" growled Kim furiously in a voice that was starting tobecome distant as the effects of the mask's hardening began to moveforward to Kim's face.All he had to do was wedge his fingers beneath the edges of themask and pull. Before he could get. Could she really do this all the time? She was a smart girl; wasn’t she supposed to aspire to being more than just a kinky slut? As much as she thought she should be focusing on college, she couldn’t deny how great she felt when she was playing Wesley’s games. It gave her a sense of purpose even if that purpose was to be used for someone else’s enjoyment. Pleasing Wesley was a hell of a lot more fun that pleasing her parents had been.When she finally finished her shower, Amaya returned to her. .. anything to not dwell on thenights on goings.Being so excited I couldn't sleep, I laid in bed aloneand thought about Jane's night. I wondered if shecould and would go through with it. She wouldn't admitit and always said it was some weird fantasy of mine,but I know at times she thought about it.She thought about how it might be to be intimate witha stranger or some one else of her choosing. And Ithought about it too.Startled by the ring, ring. The phone was right nextto my head, still in my.