Surprising you by asking if you want to make out, and you're so flustered that you acquiesce even if you're not sure you want to, but when we sit down on the couch, I just lift your shirt and start to make out with your nipples while you're frozen with shock and overwhelmed by sensation, on and on, until you're sore and squirming. Every time you try to protest, I just try different sensations using more pressure or pain until you can't form a sentence so I can go back to enjoying myself. And when I'm satisfied, I just pull your shirt back down and move on like nothing happened!















