As he began moving over to the right nipple, she felt herself getting moist between her legs. She had often thought that she could orgasm just from ha...ving her nipples sucked. Hell, she suspected that she could orgasm from having her clit sucked. These theories had never been proven. YET! She could never find a guy who would spend enough time on foreplay to explore these theories.As he continued to suck her right nipple, he pinched her left nipple between his index finger and his thumb. Not an. I love your body the way it is. I’ve always loved the smaller breasts more than the bigger ones.”Her jaw dropped for a moment, “How did you know? But I thought you liked big breasts.”I laughed, “The first day we met. When you asked me to hand you your bag that you left next to your bed. When I handed you your bag you didn’t close the bathroom door all the way and it slid open a little bit and I saw you in your bra. I was in love with you and your body from day one.”Elena covered her chest over. I adjusted the front of the hood so that the holes were in front of my nostrils properly, although I could still see through them. The smell of rubber was intoxicating, augmented by my decreased senses of hearing and vision. I picked up the ball gag and surprised myself at how easily I could put it on without looking. The entirety of the hood's hole was soon filled up by my open mouth, my lips wrapped snugly around the rubber gag. I moaned happily. Next, I. We had a school leaver by the name of Anna on a weeks work placement. Not an unusual situation. Like the vast majority of work placements, she was of the bubbly nature. Not yet worn down by the grind of crap boyfriends, shit bosses, and letters from banks about something called a mortgage (Would you kindly PAY it). I looked around again. They were still at it. They had not noticed me. It was like watching an impending car crash or an execution. You knew what you were about to witness, would.