They are hard now. He is pressing my boobs. He came down and kissing my stomach. And he kept his tongue in my naval. And started fucking it. It feels ...so good. He came down and separated my legs. I understood that he want to do tongue fuck. I love it. He is kissing me on the pussy. I am moaning now. He said you will love it. He licked my pussy and bited slowly. Ohhhh my god he is killing me. He separated the pussy lips with his hands and inserted his tongue forcibly inside. I am mad…. I am. I dress the way others want me to when I step outside the house, but here I wear whatever makes me happy. Even when I was young, I used to dress up like this even though it angered my father and brother a lot," added Aunt."Your chest is so big that it's difficult to hide it anyway," commented Uncle smiling.Hearing this, Mother and Anne laughed."Although I haven't tried, but feel I won't be comfortable in low-cut or halter-tops," responded Mom."Look she's looking lovely in a halter-top," pointed. See, the thing is, when you’re wearing the receiver, whoever wore the helmet had complete control over your body - as if it were their own. Sarah would be able to feel, see, and hear everything I did, and she’d also be the one behind the controls. I would be just a passenger in my own body, unable to even blink by myself, just watching myself move until Sarah had the good graces to release me.It actually was even worse than that. If she wanted, she’d be able to make me completely ‘black out’,. ” She grins and leans back, her eyes wandering up and down my body as I move closer and place my hand on her side. “Whoa big boy,” she says as her hand grabs mine from her side, “don't think you are getting some after some smooth words and a glance now.” “Well I know I have to do more,” I say with a little grin on my face. I move behind her and place my hands on her shoulder, rubbing deep into them. “ I know I need to make you feel comfortable,” I whisper in her ear, “And make you feel like.