“Huh?” he says. “Pardon me?” “Isn’t this where you endorse a pick up line or something?” she asks. “I wasn’t thinking along those li...nes” he lies. She looks at him and into his eyes. Initially she smiles but can’t read him at all. He looks back at her, wondering what is next. “The other day, when I was driving up this way, and you were running well truth be told” and he paused a moment before going on to say “I have to say I thought you had to be one of the prettiest women I’ve seen.” She smiled. I felt him using his knuckles to rub against my clit. Thrusting up against that hand, I want more contact, so badly. “ No, No, No! You are being punished,” he scolded. He wrapped my legs around his waist. Putting his hands under my ass, he lifted and carried me to the desk. There I sat with my shirt ripped open, my breasts out of my bra, and my skirt around my waist. A bit ashamed, I tried to cover myself. “ Now, why would you ruin such a beautiful sight?” he asked, while moving my hands. Then she told me that she thought that her tits were too small. Nonsense they were perfect! She then cupped them gently in her hands and said that they were only a handful and that they should be bigger. I told her that more than a mouthful was a waste. That made her smile. She said that her tits were only a 34-B and that her sister had the perfect set of breasts at 36-D. So I told her that I would love to see her sister in my bathtub and she laughed. Apparently she was starting to feel a. It is easy to tie, and would not hurt you. I secured your hands to the undercarriage of the table, and moved round to your feet. I opened your legs, and noticed that your panties were again covering your crotch, but they were totally soaked, and there was a clear liquid oozing out from under them and running down over your bum. You were enjoying this, you were aching with the delicious fire of extreme arousal, and your juices were flowing beautifully.“Have you heard of forced orgasm?” I.