“Play with your titties. Show me how you like them touched."
Faith started at her navel, both palms flat, sliding up her torso until she could feel the small globes of her breasts. She closed her eyes, no longer caring if someone could see her. She slid her fingers over her breasts until each hand had a swollen n****e. She heard herself moan and felt the heat between her legs grow. With her thumb and index finger, she twirled her n*****s, now shriveled into tight buds with her excitement, back and forth in small circles, pinching them as she did. Her hips lifted off the seat, her p***y wanting attention.
“Seems they like the notion of being someone's little bitch." She could hear the grin in his voice. “Of course, we found that out this weekend, didn't we?" She couldn't deny it. She answ
