All she could see was a little circle of light, and all she could feel was his hands on her body. The hands went back to their tugging, but this time ...they were tugging the shirt out of her jeans. The hands went to work on the buttons of her blouse, slowly caressing the skin that was exposed as the shirt fell to the sides. After a few moments he returned to tugging on the jeans, this time to remove them. Followed by the rest of her clothing. Then suddenly he pulled her across his lap, face down.. "This is where you will die, your lungs seared with the heat of my world, your flesh burning up as you stand here, can you feel your body starting to burn? You're breathing the hot volcanic air of this world!" She saidI could feel the heat, it was just as if I was in the middle of a volcano, my eyes were almost cooking in my skull, my breath was taking in the burning air, causing pain in my lungs, it was a torture of the highest type! I started to black out ... but then I realised where I. I have to admit my little dick got hard , he kept telling me how nice my hole was and how much he wanted me . By now his cock was hard from me playing with it ,with all that was going on it was hard to eat . After we were done Scott paid the check and we walked back to his car . When we got in he pull his cock out the leg of his shorts told me play with it ,it was about 7 1/2 or 8 in uncut and about 5 in around and was starting to leak precum .I don't know how he could drive with me playing. What else could I do?At home I went to work. First, I stripped down naked and ran the bath water. I threw in some bubble bath. Well, it was dish soap. It was all I had, but it foamed up nice and felt good.The warm bath felt so good. Even in spite of the "incident" today. I wondered when was the last time I had a bubble bath? Maybe when I was five or six. I recalled an argument with my mom. I was trying so hard to keep from taking a bath and she was determined put me in the tub. I cried and.