??Pieter kom zeg, ik ben hetero, en mij kan je dus niet krijgen.?.?Dat typeert zo de plakkerige nichten : altijd denken dat ze de hetero’s kunnen ve...rsieren, en dat iedere hetero heimelijk toch een jannet is?pfffzielig Pieter..??Dat was mijn vraag niet jongen. En ik ben geen jannet en hou er ook niet van zo genoemd te worden. Jannet, dat is vernederend, dus laat dat.?Weer moest ik mijn blik afwenden. De manier waarop hij mij ?jongen? noemde en me daarna een standje gaf over het woord. He enveloped me in bothof his arms and I felt his muscular frame pressing against me. "I likehow you feel, Alice." I like you too, Tommy. You're very strong, aren't you?" I can bench press two hundred pounds." Wow," I said, "you're a real muscleman."Another slow dance came on and this time Tommy held me close the wholedance with his arms wrapped around me. My skirts were pressed upagainst him and my partially bare shoulders were captured by his armsand broad chest. I was enjoying myself as the. He opened the bedroom door and left, returning with two dining chairs. He placed them in front of Louise. “kneel on them” he said. Louise placed one knee on a chair and he helped her with the other, then he lowered her arms. As they reached the back of the chairs, he placed another set of handcuffs on her right wrist, this he fastened to the right chair, undoing the other cuff he fastened her left wrist to the left chair.Her legs were slightly spread open, giving him enough room to slip between. She was licking my tongue furiously with hers, and I was sucking right back. It was pure lust; I loved how the animal within me was being released. As a few minutes passed by, we continued making out and I someone found my hand upon her breasts. Underneath her blouse and under her bra, I massaged those tits that I wanted to feel for so long. At first, I only massaged the areas around her nipple to tease her. I could tell her nipples were just aching for the touch of my manly hands on them. She.