“Do you need a ride home?” He said, and she let out a silent sob, not able to hold back the tears anymore. “I-I can’t go home…” She looked...up at him, and his heart sank. He did not ask any questions, but reached out to wipe a stray tear off of her face, but then thought better of it, not wanting to get too close, for fear of more heartbreak. “You can come over to my place…” She just gazed at him, at the saddened expression on his face, and how the wind tousled his hair slightly. He looked. Then, before he let it go, he trapped it tightly between the first two fingers of his “holding” hand, up next to the palm, while he wrapped all five fingers around the breast. This let him hold my breast and squeeze the nipple at the same time. Once he had his handle set, he gave me my warm-up. Halfway through my punishment, he would shift his grip to the other breast. He would pinch and twist the nipple before pulling it out and trapping it between his fingers. (He usually made some comment. More

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