What if it is the obviousthat's wrong with me? My chest is puffy, I've never had big pecs and Ihaven't started now, and it's not flab either, if anyt...hing I'm skinniernow than I've been in years. And yet, I've definitely got flesh there.I've been telling myself that the push-up bras I've worn have were justmaking faux cleavage out of the flesh that was there, that any guy in asufficiently tight push-up would have the same effect. Looking now, atjust my chest, ignoring that it's my chest,. But only if you want to. Don’t do it because I want you to. As much as you are concerned about this coming between us, I don’t want you to do something that will be a problem for us because I asked you.”I reached both hands up to his face, pulling him in for another kiss. Without taking my eyes off his, I remove one hand and pat the inside of my thigh, “Here, Blackie.”He was a dog full of interest and intrigue. He may never have come into contact with a bitch before, but instinct seemed to be. Despite the hangover, shewas achingly horny, and she certainly didn't want to have an embarrassingepisode today. She quickly stroked herself to completion imaginingJack's cock in her hand. She was cleaning up with a tissue when Carolineknocked at her door."Ann, it's time honey." I know," she croaked out, then swallowing, she continued, "I'm up."She slipped out of bed and headed for the shower. In the bathroom sheran the water getting it hot. As the steam rose she breathed deep,allowing it. I take it up one side, and down the other. You giggle, and wiggle from the ticklish torture. But your body wants so much more. A small hand held whip with a few leather straps trails up your back. Over your shoulder, and across your chest. The texture of the leather makes your nipples stand straight up when touched. Down the legs, and a gentle brushing in between your creamy thighs. I can see your lips swelling, and begging for attention. With a light swat on the ass I grab the ice. Taking the.