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Chapter #5
Slowly nibble on her breasts
by: Unknown
"Are you sure you want me to attach these beauties to myself?" You ask, bobbing her boobs up and down in your hands to make them jiggle up and down. Jessica laughs as her flesh is teased, her hands instinctively coming up to her chest but being met only with the smooth featureless expanse of new skin. "After all, what if you can't feel these any more after I attach them?" You stop bouncing them and instead begin squeezing them from the backside, your fingers pressing very firmly but not quite enough to leave bruises just the way she liked it. Her laughter turns to moans as her knees buckle, eyes fluttering as you play just right. "Would you really want that? To be unable to feel this?" You stop squeezing, instead bringing her tits up to your face and motorboating them until your girlfriend is once more laughing wildly. "Or how about this?" Rolling the left boob around on your left cheek you bring the right one over to your mouth, sliding the nipple between your teeth gently before nibbling roughly, twisting and turning your head and the breast in opposite directions for maximum effect.
Your girlfriend's legs give in and she falls backwards, a noise somewhere between a giggle a moan and a laugh coming out of her mouth as she fell. Luckily for her and her rear she didn't fall far, her butt landing on the flat portion of the guillotine where one would normally lie down. She bit her lip as you continued to gnaw her nip, her right hand running through her own hair and pulling at it while her left clung to the guillotine for dear life, nails digging into the wood as you worked. Giving her right breast a kiss goodbye you slid it out from your lips while moving her left in to repeat the process, your teeth dancing across her skin while your fingers massaged the sides of them. You closed your eyes, savoring the taste, the sound, the feeling of everything happening as you worked her up. The lack of visual seemingly heightened your senses and making everything sweeter, louder, and softer. Still, you couldn't resist looking for too long and opened up your eyes.
Your girlfriend Jessica's hand had moved down from her hair while you weren't looking, her hand now buried beneath the waistline of her jeans and moving quickly as she panted with her tongue out. You stopped for a moment, popping her teet out of your mouth. "Enjoying yourself?" You ask rhetorically.
She says...
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