’ ‘Good girl.’ ‘Thank you.’ With ‘thank you,’ the cheerleader closed her legs together, got onto her knees, and leaned forward. She t...hen began to lick and kiss Robert’s by-now erect penis. The camera closed in on her head and his dick, as she pushed her face further towards his crotch. Another fadeout, and then Robert’s voice. ‘That’s enough. You can fuck me now.’ ‘Thank you,’ Shelley said. She climbed on top of Robert as he sat on the couch. Bracing herself with her hands on Robert’s. “You did that to yourself?”“Ja.”He narrows his eyes slightly. “All the rest of these too?” He gestures at my body.When I nod, he looks closer. “Very neat and pretty. How did you make them come out so precise? Scars can heal in sloppy ways sometimes.”I shrug. “On me, they are very consistent, as long as I take care vith the cutting. Even scars from injuries do not make too much of a mess.”“Hmm. If you have the guts to slice yourself up like this, maybe I’m underestimating you a little,. He would tease until she was dripping wet. She wasn’t there yet. Wet, yes. Damn wet, yes. Dripping? Not quite.She pulled her hands up her torso, nails dragging across her taut abdomen before coming up under her breasts. Her hands rotated up to cup and lift her flesh.Her nipples were pebble-hard already. Lauren knew her nipples excited Jason and that he loved watching her display them for him.“Tug your nipples.”“Like this?” Lauren took her fleshy points between her thumbs and forefingers and. "Together we devised a rapid fire tour of Sara. Her thoughts passed in a stream-of-consciousness arrangement where one thought leads to another, complete with the images evoked. I sorted the data so it didn't matter if she followed a thought of a school situation in the second grade with a romantic fantasy from high school to an image of her first love interest and then a photograph of her mother in her Senior Prom dress or even a very pretty field of flowers. Very few of the individual.