Before she continues to torment me longer I grabbed both her boobs and told her if she doesnt let go am twisting these babies. As I slid my hand more... to her nipples. She then looked at me and said all this grabbing and wrestling is making her horny. I asked her what she has in mind. She smacked me and said nothing. She reminded me that I am married and she is engaged. I told her I am horny too so what can we do? She then asked me to take my pants and boxers off and lie down. Se took her pants. The scrubbing was also the only reason why she always made sure that the chastity belt was really tight when putting it on. So loose that she could play around with herself, Richard wouldn't allow it anyway, then it should also be so tight that it didn't slip and chafe her.The chastity belt was, apart from the tiresome toilet visits, suitable for everyday use. She could move her hips and also her legs. So it only limited her lust, but not her mobility. When Richard was there, he unlocked it. " But still. Anyway, if you keep this between us and it's only one time. Merry Christmas Pete." And then she took off the sweater. And oh fuck, her tits were right there. And they were perfect. And real and right there. I wanted to tell her she didn't have to. She already knew what I would say and before I did, "Yes, but I want to. My brother shouldn't be alone and missing out." She took my hands and placed them on her tits. I held them there a moment, then began to feel them, caress them.. His face had become softer androunder, his arms and legs were sleeker and more shapely, his stomach and waisthad shrunk and inch and become very flat - not even a hint of washboarding -and he could swear that his ass had plumped a bit and become more tear-dropshaped. Intrigued, Scott decided to experiment a little further. Back in his room(locked in, of course) he settled onto his bed with his book and the Blue X-22.It took a bit longer this time to bring himself off, but the effects of.