"Don't look at my boobies their too small." he whined joking around. I laughed and replied, "Yea right, mine are way too small, I can't wait to get a ...boob job." and I looked down at my barely D boobs, wishing they were just a little bit bigger. "Are you crazy?" he replied now looking at them. "No, their way too little." "Whatever, your like DD." No I'm not, I'm a C." "Oh whatever, take your shirt off."I did what I was told and took one of my 2 shirts off. He grabbed my boobs and I looked over. His cock was enclosed in what must be a custom chastity device. It appeared to have been designed after the CB-6000 or similar device but was made of polished steel. The truly custom part though, was the added feature that was barely visible on the inside of the device. The entire device, from head to root, was lined with small but extremely sharp looking teeth, about the length and thickness of a standard thumb tack. The effect would have been pure torture, I’m sure, and for some reason I. He was called Babu. Babu took me in his arms and carried me around. I never asked him to doit. But He did it for me. I started liking when he caressed me. One day on the terrace, he placed me on his lap and I was pulling the hairs on his chest. Little did I know that it would arouse him. I saw tiny nipples and asked if I could suck on them. He agreed. I did suck on them. They became firm, round and hard. I could feel something hard under me. He slowly picked me up and took out his dick. There. I pressed my hands against her bare chest and pushed as strong as I could. I put my lips over her open mouth and sucked, but nothing was coming out.I started to panic. I turned the boat towards the beach and paddled as fast as I could, tears forming in my eyes. “Where are we?” I turned my head back to Stacy. Thank goodness! She regained consciousness. “Oh- don’t you remember? I asked. “I fell asleep while sunbathing, and I had I nightmare. I was drowning in the sea and I couldn’t move my body..