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Subject: {ASSM} Huge Natural Tit Tease (ffff/F, bond)
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WARNING: ADULT-ORIENTED MATERIAL
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Natural Tit Tease Pt.1 of ?





	The most maddening thing was the expression on her face. The other
two cheerleaders were openly licking their lips and heaving as they
got hornier; But Lissy kept a placid, intent expression as Miss
Anderson shuddered in her ropes before her, the housewife's giant,
heavenly knockers shivering through the ridiculously thin silk top as
she breathed. Even as bizarre as things were, they all seemed to be
waiting for something else to happen.
	The stunning blonde one on the left was stroking the wet silk mound
of her panties, her nostrils flaring slightly; the Hispanic babe on
the right was perched practically upon her, palming and stroking Miss
Anderson's tanned leg in a possessively horny way.
	And Lissy, a pale, lovely, full-lipped waif with huge brown a pink
bandanna holding back her soft brown hair, was just sitting there,
palming one of her own football-sized knockers through her thin
flannel midriff-top,urging the nipple to eraser hardness, and staring
at Miss Anderson.
	Suddenly, she spoke. Softly, intelligently. "Miss Anderson." Awfully
maturely for an eighteen-year-old.
	"Mmmff?" replied the housewife, through her ribbon gag.
	"You're wondering what we're gonna do to you."
	She nodded, desperately, her eyes pitiful
	"Well, it's gonna be hot, ma'am, it's gonna be raunchy." Smiling a
little cruelly now. "You know how pretty your little daughter's friend
Missy is, right?...little seventeen-year-old Missy, who you
practically raised?"
	Miss Anderson was gasping through the soft gag now, moaning in shock,
twisting defiantly. Lissy's smile became bright and friendly as she
asked, "Ever see her wash a big pair of knockers with that hot little
mouth of hers?" And she nodded at Selana, who rose from Miss
Anderson's side and left the room. They all sat there and waited,
listening to Miss Anderson's pleading whimpers and moans.
	And Selana came back in...leading the blushing, model-beautiful, slim
little woman-child Missy. Missy's shining dark-blue eyes consumed the
scene, and she emitted a little moan of aroused shock at seeing Miss
Anderson trussed-up and jiggling heavily before her.
	"Like we promised." said Lissy to Missy. She stood in front of Lissy,
taking one of her hands, raising it slowly to her lips, parting them
seductively for the girl she had once babysat, and drew Missy's little
finger into her wet mouth. Missy gave a shiver, and her breath went
ragged. Her eyes were pools of lust, going from Lissy to Miss Anderson
and back again.
	Releasing the finger, Lissy breathed, "Make a deal with you, Missy."
Her other hand reached and lewdly stroked and played with the
two-inch-shorter girl's stomach.through her t-shirt. Missy was wired
with arousal as she nodded, shakily.
	"You want to suck my tits, Missy?" Lissy said softly. "Want to hold
them and squeeze them, and have me lay you down and fuck you with
them?" Stroking her glossy blond hair, now, playing her fingers under
the shirt.
	Missy inhaled raggedly. "Y-Yeah."
	"Well, I want to suck some hot boob too...and I need a little help. I
need someone to help by lifting up these wonderful boobs for me..."
she glanced at her bound victim's thinly-covered treasures. "...to
push them together and mash them around while I work them with my
mouth. 'Kay?"
	Miss Anderson let out a muffled wail.
	Missy's knees were shaking now, and the other girls were silent as
she nodded. They'd been promised an incredible scene, and they were
getting it.
	"Okay. Now go around behind her." Lissy waited for her to do so
before moving, slowly, to take a chair from off to the side, and place
it facing Miss Anderson, practically against the woman's trembling
thighs where she knelt on a pile of couch cushions. Then she stepped
over the seat, her breast-tips sweeping her victim's as she did, and
sat, her face just above the damp, tanned cleavage. "Missy?..do the
honors?"
	Missy, perhaps unintentionally, pressed her supple body against Miss
Anderson's as she hesitantly brought her hands up and around her. The
housewife blinked and squirmed, trying to shut it out.
	"Just lift the top up first..." Lissy instructed. Hands shaking,
Lissy did so, drawing it up, revealing the splendid, motherly
knockers, which hung low and jutted forth, with excellent little
stretch-lines running down the slopes, the areola three inches wide,
tightening in the air of the room.
	"Mmmh...now...Put your hands on them."
	Missy settled her trembling, damp palms on the sides of her breasts,
then closed her fingers and held them, lightly. She was biting her lip
now, her eyes fixed on her work.
	Lissy licked her lips, breathing harder. "Lift them up...squeeze them
a little."
	The girl did so, hesitantly, but visibly being overcome by the feel
of two handfuls of incredible tit. She lifted them, and squeezed them,
an inch from Lissy's pert little nose, as Miss Anderson's head shook
helplessly back and forth.
	"Ohhh..." was heard from Missy as she kneaded her breasts, barely
audible. She filled her hands with the soft, natural delights,
kneading them.
	"Miss Anderson," announced Lissy quietly, "Your nipples are getting
hard." She licked her lips, meeting the eyes of her victim. "As
disgusting and violating and perverted as this is. You should be
ashamed of yourself." Miss Anderson was gasping in her breaths now,
blinking, fighting as best she could. "But I think nipples are best
for sucking," Lissy continued, "When they're so hard they hurt.
Missy...here, hold them a little lower. Point her nipples up."
	Missy adjusted her hold, lifting them up, her fingers below the
areolae, aiming the nipples at Lissy's face. "Okay, now push them
together...put the nipples side by side." Missy turned the nipples
into a six-inch-wide pale-red puddle of thickening, ultrasensitive
flesh. "Okay, hold that."
	Lissy brought one of her slim little hands up, and with her
fingertips began to lightly, lightly touch the nipples, so light Miss
Anderson could barely feel it, but it made her jerk anyway. The
nipples stiffened further. But no enough to suit the cheerleader. She
began to make a little closing circle of her fingertips, teasing them.
	"Okay, Missy...will you do something for me?...something really
nasty?"
	"Yeah..." breathed Missy, her body becoming very warm against Miss
Anderson's.
	"I want you to squeeze them hard. Like bread dough. So these nipples
really push out."
	Missy didn't respond; she just complied, applying surprising
strength, mashing her tits together. "Dig  your fingers in." And she
did, drawing a another wail from the housewife, pushing the shivering
nipples out.
	"It's suck time, Miss Anderson..." breathed Lissy, placing her hot,
lovely mouth a fraction of an inch from the puffed out areolae,
parting her lips, her pointed little tongue reaching out...


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