I moved her curls aside and kissed her exposed shoulder. She slipped out of reach.For a second, I thought she’s trying to escape. But it was an invi...tation to come inside, ! I sat on top of a desk and reached for her. She stood in front of me with her soft hands on my muscular shoulders. I held her just above her hips, by the curve of her waist, and locked my knees behind her legs.She looked like a size 2 or 4. Her boobs weren’t heavy, judging by her front-open blouse. They looked perky, about. "Is it me you're scared of?" he asked quietly. "Or yourself?"A muscle worked in Jacqui's satin cheek. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said hollowly."You got off on being tied up and spanked yesterday. Don't try to deny it -- I know. You resisted at first, but once you got into it, you couldn't get enough!" That's not true!"Martin laughed at her. She turned her face away. Her cheeks were burning. "Still," she said, "I want to break it off right here and now. I don't want to have an. I moved my cock head to her pussy lips, which were now open, and sopping wet, I was looking down and could see Rhonda's big brown eyes looking back at me. She could see how bad I wanted to fuck Susan again and she raised her hand, grasping my shaft and guided my cock into her best friends pussy. This time my cock slid easily into her love canal and grabbing her hips, I slid in all the way, balls deep. Susan lifted her head from Rhonda's pussy and gasped, whispering "Please...easy...Please.." I. ! She was not in the least lesbian inclined, for one thing. She cringed in the pit of her stomach as she tried to banish the sessions from her mind, but she couldn't. She had heard from experienced commandos that one could get used to physical torture, one could disengage one's mind from what was happening to one's body, even get used to it.But try as she might, she could not get used to an unwanted orgasm. And it was here that she discovered, for the first time, that she had the capacity.