RIGHT THEN noticed what type of VID this is ..its A DAMN TEASING VID ...FUCK YEAHH.. my type shhhh!!...she HIDES HER BUST and continues her "Angst" in... her DANCE!!! ..THAT IS until a couple of minutes of the 1ST phase of TEASING she ditches the sweater and goes ..WELL..ALMOST FREE...but squeezed up juggs in a bra is better than a still glorious sweater, she shakes and dances in her bra and sling panties until the biggest BIGGEST reveal TOTALLY unexpected TIT DROP(unless you caught the detail of. “How was your exam, slave?” he asked. “It was fine, Sir,” I said. I was silently resentful of Doctor Johnson and his so-called diagnosis. “Not exciting?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “It’s okay. You can tell me.” “I got excited during the exam Sir, yes.” He patted his leg and I crawled to him. He lifted me up and told me to wait for him in the bedroom. He walked through the rest of the apartment and shut off the oven. He came into the bedroom and told me to sit on the bed. He began. Around 10 pm we took a taxi downtown (I'll keep the city name secret for private reasons). Jona showed me a couple of bars and the beers and whisks were going down at a decent speed. I guess it was around 1 am when I got back from the toilet and couldn't find Jona anywhere. We discussed this possibility before we left and I made sure to have a note in my pocket with his address so I could always get a taxi home. I ordered another beer and got in a nice conversation with some locals. Starting to. Sorry I wasnt trying to make fun of you, God knows I get enough of that. Which chick were you thinking about? He asked me. Just like Ricky, trying to make me more comfortable. No one accuctally. It was your legging rubbing against me… I struggled to say. A suprised look crossed his face. I didnt know you were like me Ricky said. I dont know what I am, I said. I looked over at his pants, but he was wearing cargos, nothing to be revealed. I mean Ive thought about it, but I just dunno. If it makes.