That's how it felt. And, yes, I was enjoying it. Enjoying it very much."Your breast feels wonderful," I heard him whisper. I was beginning to regret w...earing the flannel gown as my heart rate quickened and I felt my juices gather below for the first time in a long time."Your nipple really gets hard, it's nice," he said as he nibbled my ear. All I could think of was his lips on my nipple nibbling their hardness. I lifted my hips up and pulled the hem up, needing two tries to get it up near my. For one thing I was drinking more booze than was good for me and for another I was getting precious little sleep. I'd leave the Top Hat ten minutes before she finished her last set, typically around one-thirty, so no one would see us leave together, and then go to either her apartment or mine and make love for an hour or so and then try and get some sleep before having to get up at six-thirty to go to work.By the end of the second week we had both decided we needed to regulate a few things. The. This jerk, Stefan, who had exploited me and abused me, his semen was now inside me, like normally a man’s would be inside a woman. I felt so violated and dirty. I felt degraded. I felt absolutely emasculated. I couldn’t argue in that moment that he had made his bitch. He had a moment of property over me. He had used my mouth and then my ass for his own selfish pleasure, putting his cock inside me twice and finally deposited a bit of himself (his sperm) inside my body. I still wasn’t sure if the. " You're not afraid I would hurt you?"She smiled and slithered into my arms. "You would never hurt anyone, least of all, me." She fumbled at my belt. "I want you to do whatever you want with me and tell me what you are doing and what you are thinking and imagining - " She opened my pants and was fumbling around inside. "It makes me itchy just to think of it."I disengaged her hand - carefully, I might add - and repaired my attire. (That sounds so damned proper, doesn't it? "Repaired my attire" -.