Not being able to see or speak is a whole new set of sensations and I let you get used to it, sitting back on your lap and just touching your nipples ...lightly every so often. When you relax and your breathing slows down I quickly and harshly clamp your nipples tight. You buck and moan, and try to move away from the clamps but you're trapped. and you love it. I climb off your lap and kneel. Your poor cock is looking sore and red but is hard and wanting more. I start to lick and kiss and gently. Brandy laughed and said, "It's kinda gross. Are you sure you want to hear it?"I just laughed, looked at her, and said, "Yep. If it's from you, I'm sure it's gotta be good."Brandy and I were sitting on the couch as she told me the story."Well, the last time I was over here, and you know, what was going on?" she said to me."Yep," I said to her with a smile."Well, I went home that night after you and I had gotten together. And for whatever reason, God help me, Brian was horny. So him pushing me,. Sudenly the bus conductor came and spoiled our love making asking for ticket as it was sleeper class no one noticed. she thought we were a couple as we were making out . we continued lovemaking and slept till we reached the hill station. we walked like a couple catching hand in hand we reached a hotel we declared to stay there for 5 days as she went to the room.she imediately went into washroom, she had not closed the washroom door, I got up and went close to washroom, I could hear her pissing,. Slowly, Marilyn lifted Olivia's face to look her in the eyes. Olivia did not resist exactly, but she struggled to keep looking down. The therapist in Marilyn knew that testing the girl this early in therapy could backfire, but Olivia was seriously addicted to sex. It was obvious and somewhat painful to watch. If this continued, Olivia would wind up as someone's sex slave or worse. Her parents were right to worry. Marilyn held the girl's face up by her chin with just one finger. Olivia was a.