..He stopped and took her cheek again, forcing her to look in his eyes."Those breasts are made to nurture c***dren. They are so perfect. I remember wh...en I first glanced at those puffy nipples...you were getting dressed in your room. When I knew you'd grown into a model. Into perfection. Then I felt disgusting, but now..."He undid the button on her jeans, "I feel free."His hand plunged into her panties and his finger found her clit. He began to rub her as he kissed her neck, softly. That was her. DanyAnne knew who her boss was, but I was willing to bet that she was a bad-ass when hanging out with just her friends. Her very nice little boobies now sported fully-erect nipples. She stood in front of my large stone fireplace, the snow on her flip-flops just beginning to melt off her ankles. From my view in the kitchen I thought she had a nicer body than her mother. She was smaller, and for sure her breasts had much more room for growth, but in form: it was nice!Her narrow ankles led up. I took his keys and his wife and I headed for the Porsche. As we followed him to the hotel his wife massaged my cock and told me how she couldn't wait to ride my huge cock. I was hard as I rock. Thank God we reached the hotel. We gave our cars to the parking attendant and headed up to their penthouse suite. The entire elevator ride up (all 17 stories) she stood between us rubbing our cocks threw our pants. Thankfully no one got on the elevator with us. Once we got into their huge suite,. We slowed down and I was sure I heard a number of male voices muttering as Master brought me to a halt. We were still outside but the temperature appeared to have risen ever so slightly. I could smell the unmistakeable scent of male sexuality all around me and this was confirmed as Master opened my dress, the buttons flying off as he pulled it apart. The sound of cheers filled the air and I sensed there were many men present. Master removed my dress completely and pulled my leash hard as he.