She drew deep breath and steadied her resolve, she would not give in to him. Her hands balled into fists and beat at his broad chest. She broke free f...rom him. “Damn you. Damn you to hell.”“Woman, while you may be my hell, you are also my heaven. You are my breath and the beat of my heart.” With one swift motion, he scooped her up into his arms. “You are the light in my soul, and now you will be the fire in my loins.” He climbed the stairs up to his chamber and kicked open the door.“Put me down.. He could feelhis pecs, no...his breasts, yes he liked the sound of that. Rick felt hisbreasts getting bigger and bigger and he moaned through his plump lipsenjoying it. When Michelle finally moved her hands she saw a gloriouspair of DD breasts, and its pointed nipples were staring back at her.Rick?s hands stayed on his breasts, not wanting the feeling to end.Michelle loved the way breasts looked, at least on other women. Shelooked down at her own breasts and saw that they were still. Over and over, the game continued, she began to anticipate his thrusts, even welcome them, in her mind she had trepidations each time his hard crown crossed her opening, her sensuality argued that it wanted the intrusion, her moans provided the evidence he needed that she was prepared. As she looked at him, hovering over her, she wondered, what would he do with her when he was finished. Before the thought even completed the circuit through her synapses she found that her hands, of their own. Some women even pee as I cane them, but I know the difference and your pussy mound was definitely glistening with your nectar. Go on, check it out,” she said sharply looking down in the direction of my vagina.I loved her, ‘Do as I say,’ tone of voice and thought I would cum if I felt myself. However, I had to do as I was told even though I knew it wasn’t pee, so slipped my hand inside the gown and very carefully ran my finger along my pussy lips, and withdrew my sex nectar covered finger. I.