A flash of thighs, a twist of their head or tightening of their purse would tell me everything.Some women were pure of motive and useless to me.Some w...omen hated men and were of no interest to me.Some women were ugly and undesirable to me.Some women were bad and they glowed like brilliant stars to my eyes. These were whom I hunted. These were the women who searched for me when they tortured their husbands. These are the teases that leave their top buttons undone in the office. These are the. With a little grunt, he pulled the skimpy brassiere from around her body, wadded it into a ball and tossed it onto the floor.Cindi gasped as a rush of cool air swept across her trembling breasts, now completely exposed to the older boy beside her. Then she felt his two hands cup them, enclosing them hotly, while he squeezed and kneaded them, making her nipples hard and upright. He rubbed the two tiny buds between his thumbs and forefingers, sending a new wave of delicious excitement surging. ...{Note from the author:this story is not fully about sex there is love ,bestiality,torture ,etc if u are not accustomed with it or don't like it so pls don't read}i and jake is a big fan of this site and after reading the story "richboyslove" though i dont know its true or fictional we thought of writing our story which is true and has occurred in our life.Here is the detailed account what happened to me and changed my whole life and i hope u enjoy it:hi i am christopher but people call me. I folded it and handed it to Rob, saying, ?tie me up for the night, if you want, and screw my brains out!? I turned around and crossed my wrists behind my back and wiggled my ass. He tied them with the silk scarf, but not very tight. I could have easily worked my way loose, if I wanted, but I wouldn’t. It was a symbolic tie of trust between lovers.I lay down on my back on my side of the bed. Rob lay next to me and whispered that he was going to make love to me, and he did! We kissed for the.