He gently squeezed my shoulder as he rubbed his fingers on my neck, I have to confess it felt good. The lights in the room were turned down so it wasn...'t really clear that the others could see what we, or they were, doing. He slowly moved his hands down onto my breasts and gently caressed them. It felt good, so I didn't stop him. He moved closer and moved my head up and kissed me. His tongue gently entered my mouth and I was enjoying it so much that I inserted my tongue into his mouth and we. .. err, Jessica... are you sure you're in the right place?”She looked from side to side, taking in the fetish emporium in all it's glory before returning her coy expression back to the young man.“If I was in the wrong place, I'd know by now, don't you think?”The young man stared at her for long seconds before replying. Jessica wondered if it was the pheromones or if he would've been smitten with her regardless. Had she stumbled on someone with a nun fetish? Or simply another white boy thirsty. "What do you mean?" The other night. You were mean to me. I asked you not to do it no more but you kept doing it. I asked you to stop because you were hurting me but you didn't."I sighed. I can't believe she still thinks it was only me.Fifteen guys fucked her nonstop for over six hours and she has no clue what happened. She can't possibly be that naive to really believe one guy could fuck that much. I looked at her and saw the tears streaming down her face."I'm sorry, Babe, it's just you were. There's that same quiet intensity in her voice, as she applies more oil to her hands and sets about me. 'There, darling... isn't that good? Now don't you worry about a thing. You're safe with me.' As her able fingers massage the warm oil slowly and rhythmically into my bum cheeks, I feel a vast distance from safe. I'm temporarily... yes, temporarily overpowered by an electric charge emanating from her work on my pelvic region to my entire body. It's wrong. It's guilty. It's fucking fabulous..