De Sade fought to breathe as he struggled to please. The agony of the paddle continued to bloom across his ass like a bloody rose.“Yes!” the baron...ess cried as tremors of pleasure rippled across her perfect body. De Sade felt it as well. His seed spilled out across the floor even as blackness closed in around his vision and threatened to drag him into darkness.At the last moment, she released him to fall, boneless and gasping, onto the floorboards. The Baroness made a sound of disgust. “No one. “Good god, Amber! Like holy fucking shit! Where did you learn all this ... this ... I dunno sex stuff ... I guess. You’re like a freaking expert! I swear that if I didn’t know any better, I would have bet that you’ve been sucking cocks and making guys feels ecstatic for years. Damn, sister, you’re amazing! I am the luckiest son of a bitch on this planet to have you!” I exclaimed in wondrous rapture and admiration.“You really think I’m that good, Davey?” she asked, almost shyly.“Seriously? Babe,. A bare breast landed on my ear, I froze.The younger woman continued talking, "I was heating his body―you know how Swarta says he gets cold during his sleeping―when I felt a weird tingle on his thigh..."Grimm interrupted her. "His eyes are blinking!" I was recognizing voices now.Mercedes' breast pressed my face and then lifted as she tried to get a better look at me. I looked up into her intense eyes, and then enjoyed the full sight of her small but perky chest. A pretty set of teeth smiled down. He was also the first boy ever to actually ask me out... so that helped.And me… I probably sound pathetic at the moment, but I’m not... not really, although I do know I’m still whining right now. I’m simply a kind of bookish, super smart, awkward, shy daughter of an ultra-conservative church minister. A minister who lectures fire and brimstone every Sunday for two hours and usually focuses on today's youth and their unholy rock music, their inappropriate fashion (he actually calls the poodle.