She threw my sweater on the bed, and ran her hands over my bra. “Your breasts are gorgeous,” she said. “I haven’t been able to keep my eyes of...f them all night.” “Or your hands,” I joked as I reached behind myself to undo my bra. She pulled my bra off my shoulders, and threw it on the bed behind me. “Well, now they’re mine. All mine.” She took one of them in her mouth and suckled my nipple. It was a feeling I had experienced before. The five or six men I’ve slept with all loved my breasts. They. Possibly even worse. ”Hair dye!” I jumped up to wrap my arms around my stepfather’s neck and gave him a peck on the cheek. I knew it must’ve been hard for him to get me my hair dye; my mother never approved and he always made sure he kept her happy. I wondered how he managed this. Maybe he hadn’t told her and this was the reason why he was giving it to me in private. ”Figured you might need some.” He grinned and pointed at my almost washed out pink hair and dark roots. ”Wow,” I said, looking at. I suppose if he wanted to date me, he needed to see what my friends were like. Come on, I said standing up and pulling him with me, lets go see what theyre up to You sure? Chet asked nervously Im sure I led Chet to the bathroom door where we could already hear the sound of flesh slapping on flesh. Steeping through the doorway with Chet in tow. 　, Before us was a scene of our typical debauchery in action, Hope was on all fours with a cock in her mouth while one of the boys had flipped up. She had skin darker than I had ever seen like ebony. She wore pink pantaloons that clung to her waist and nothing else. Her breasts were bare, both her nipples pierced with gold rings from which dangled chains that swung with her breasts sway. Another chain dangled from her bellybutton. She cocked her hips and thrust her arms above her head.Her dance was almost like she was making love to the air. Her breasts shook and bounced, the chains golden blurs that chased her boobs. They bounced and.