She led me out the door and we got some ways down the hallway and then she just grabbed me and started french-kissing me right there in the hallway. S...o it isn't like I took all the initiative or like she didn't want me. At first, she was hesitant about fucking, but I persuaded her that it would be really special for both of us. We had gone over to my dorm and we were lying on the couch in the common area, kissing. I told her that I'd never met a girl who seemed quite like her, who seemed so. I kiss her chin. She unbuttons the fly of my pants and pulls my semi engorged cock out, her hand dwarfed by it's growing girth."God! It's bigger than I remember!" and with her fingertips she pulls on the mushroom head gently drawing it out. She draws a delicate finger tenderly up the underside of my shaft and a little clear pre-cum drips sticky to her fingertip. She places the fingertip in her perfect little mouth, spits on her fingers, and then slides them up and down my shaft, impossibly. .and a 'girl' can never have enoughsuspender straps, can she? But how little they would know!" she teased.She was right; staring at my own vision even in this particular skirt tomy eyes you couldn't see any obvious lumps, bumps or buckles! Fuck, shewas right. No one would know looking at me at just how 'harnessed andtrussed up' I actually was underneath. My cage was pulled back by mytight panties, so nothing was visible there and now I was equally lockedinto a seemingly inescapable leather. ‘Yes, I do,’ Paul answered. ‘And I think that you’re a brave one, too. I know that you’re going to be alright, because you have what it takes right here.’ As he said it, he put the three middle fingers of his hand together and softly thumped her chest twice, just above her left breast. As he started to draw his hand away Audrey clutched it and held it tightly against herself. She looked straight into him. ‘You’ve never touched me before, except to shake hands,’ she said. ‘There were times I.