A smirk crossed his face, and mine burned red. He was stareing to, looking at my directly at my breasts. I felt my heart-rate quicken and I twirled my... hair nervously."Do you have any beer?" I shook my head, cursing myself again wishing I had some to offer him. "Nothing then." He had not stopped staring and I was starting to sweat. I coughed, but he kept staring. I felt unnerved and objectified, but a small part of my mind was glad he found me pleasing to stare at. I could feel my vagina. Over the weekend my parents must have wondered what kept me locked away upstairs for so long as the plug was seldom far from my ass. Any free minute I was locking my door and slipping it in, burying my face in my bed to keep my moans down. I couldn't wait to thank Mr. Kabak in person and to show it off to him. Also purchase a whole load of batteries, just in case.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~On Monday morning before I left the house I cleaned and slipped in my plug, pulling on my jeans and walking. Made of some silky stuff, it had an even smoother border and rope like straps. i decided to keep it. but taking it off meant pulling her up. grabbing het hands, i pulled her into my arms. she fell over me like a rag doll. i smelled her hair and bit her ears, i had an idea.pulling her earring out, i checked its shape. it had a long and pointed end. i took it and aimed for her left breast. making a guess as to her nipple, i pushed the object in.sexy let out an ear splitting scream, and i. Wanting to feel them without the barrier of her bra0, Damon quickly unhooked her bra and pulling her hands off the door, removed the offending article from her body. He barely took a moment to glance at it in his hands before it joined her belt on the floor. Seeing the sides of Laura’s breasts drove him to lose control for a moment as he pressed his body up against hers, grabbed her breasts in his hands, and turned his head to suck on the back of her neck. ‘Oh my god’, she whimpered while.