Seized by inspiration (perhaps inspiration that had originally occurred to me with a girlfriend with less sensitive mammaries), I began my standard procedure for assault on nipple hill. Porn Okay, okay. I wasn’t that great, so I didn’t exactly know the anatomy of what I was dealing with, without a visual representation, i.e., being able to see what I was doing. Time to return to normal speak). The next morning, Sarah was almost her usual self. This is a lie. I’d been massaging it the whole while, and now it was slightly damp. I dove in for her, kissing the lowest point of her visible torso, slowly making my way up, causing her to giggle a little (which was awesome.




















