Instead of taking the edge off of her wild need, she ended up fondling herself, teasing her clit under the cold water. She soon turned the hot water u...p.She suspected that she subconsciously knew that the shower would do her more harm than good, that instead of relieving the urge, it would only escalate it. It always did, and she knew that that was what she really wanted. Telling herself that the cold shower would help fight the urge was only lying to herself, deluding herself into believing. Everything involved stress it seems, and masturbation was looking better and better.I stripped down naked to my waist, throwing my bra to the floor and looking at my small round breasts. I grabbed them and squeezed, making my nipples hard as little rocks. I imagined my guy kissing them and sucking them as I played with them a little longer, smiling at the thought. I grabbed my bottle of lube and lay down on the ground, dripping some of the cold liquid onto my nipples, making them harder. It was. Before I am able to continue, you interrupt and ask what they are. You’re not so sure you are willing to accept any terms. A smile slowly spreads across my face as I continue, ‘Number 1: tell me what pleases you. Number 2 … no touching. Is that simple enough for you?’ You grin eagerly and think, ‘This is a breeze … I can do this!!!’ I step closer to you and press my body close to yours. My fingers begin running all over your chest and arms. I press my body more firmly to yours as my arms begin. Somehow it had never seemed to matter.She snapped her fingers a second time and I could feel my whole bodybegin to snap and contort. I collapsed to the ground clutching at myburning insides begging her for mercy. At first, there was only pain,all consuming and mind-numbing, but when I felt my chest begin to swellI screamed out, not in agony, but shock. I touched my new buddingbreasts, and quickly slipped my hands over my dick as it began to witheraway. When it was all finished, I looked up at.