I admit I was before, but I've changed. I've realized that I need to give back to not loose you, but by the way you're acting now I think I already ha...ve. I start to panic, but then you drop the towel. Beads of water running down your back, over your tattoo. I watch the droplets run all the way down to the small of your back, you turn around and catch me staring. You're looking at me as if to ask 'what do you think you're looking at?' I look from your captivating eyes down your slender neck to. She was crying now “I’m so glad you can obey me” then I lost the power of speech as the shockwaves washed over me.Only a minute or so later she gasped and asked for permission to cum. I told her she could cum after she removed the clothespins, and I watched more tears, this time tears of passion as well as pain, spring down her cheeks. I was rearranging my skirt when she cried out loudly and climaxed. I didn’t let up on her I wanted to cuddle her, hold her tight. But I couldn’t, so I made her. Olivia went ridged. She had D cup tits, that in her early 30's were remarkably perky. Her long dark hair barely long enough to cover her nipples, and tanned breasts achieved from a long time of nude tanning. But she didn't think that would be a factor here. "I'm sorry!?" Olivia said. "Your tits Olivia, I want you to use them to make me cum, do that, the jobs yours". Olivia was shocked. She had only had 2 sexual partners in her life, and this was way outside her comfort zone. "A...Are... Are you. " She said back to him hoping that he would leave her alone. "YO, fuck that nerdy ass fool you walk with every day. You need a cat that's got it!" He replied. Hector was a spoiled kid who got whatever he wanted all the time. Rose hated guys like that because she was taught that women would get treated like shit by guys who do not earn what they get. "Yeah bitch, you gotta roll wit us. Real talk." Marcus told her. "Fuck your boys and fuck you Hector. I'm out." Rose snapped back. "Fiesty, I like.