We still kissed and she moved her hands over her breasts. She was embarrassed but I was enthralled, with her breast size, their shape and color. They ...till had shape and some lift, but now they were a woman's breasts and not a girl's. Her nipples were large and rubbery, perfect for the rough play of a man with his woman. She asked if they were as good as the pictures, men always wanted her tits. I asked what pictures and she said the pictures I had of her before the date. I told her I knew many. He told her to count downwards. She nodded, laying still waiting and expectant, revelling, in this feeling of being helpless, but frightened too of the pain she knew was to come, her soft breast in their half cups, nipples rubbing erotically on the rough, work-scarred wood, glad of the basque protecting her belly and her lush sandy haired mons from the damaged surface and the hard edge. He began again, another ten, “twenty-nine,” smack… “twenty-eight…” the rhythm continued, her voice beginning. More

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