“You’re a lifesaver, Norma; I don’t know what got into Lily. The feeling of power was intoxicating. Norma slowly released the tit, maintaining a seal with her mouth, and then suddenly bit down on the nipple with all her might for just an instant. The first cracks appeared in her composure. The soap didn’t bother Lily any more. Smokin’ bod, by the way.”
It was too easy. Lily had never even imagined such a depraved thing. The slut could cry all she liked, but they both knew she liked it. “Worship me,” she said simply, climbing to her feet. Men would eat anything put in front of them; that was part of the problem. She responded, probing with her own tongue, to let the other woman know she wasn’t intimidated. One finger caught on some obstruction, and she gave a tremendous jerk, tearing loose something inside. “Fucking slut!” he reached out and pinched her nipple between a finger and thumb, pressing as hard as he could. Lily giggled. He was her husband; she was supposed to trust him…
