She continued to play with herself, slowly rubbing her fingers on her lips, and inside of herself. She knew how much he liked to see her make herself... come, but this was pure torture. She laughed, “I’m so wet, don’t you wish you could come over here and see for yourself?”He pulled hard against the chain, but he had built it too well, and there was no way he was going to get loose until she let him out of the handcuffs. “Please Mistress, please let me fuck you. Please let me make you. ." To what?" To letting a woman see me naked. I know that sounds silly, but..." No!" She gave him a gentle hug and then stepped back. "A lot of people are shy the first time. I used to be the same way, you know." Used to be?"She nodded. "There are some things you don't know about me yet." Two things in particular, and she was sorely tempted to tell him one of them right now. But he would learn it soon enough anyway if they were going to be together. So she decided to show him rather than tell. While I'm getting verbal cues from Jeff and Bruce on what to do to get their cocks hard, the rest of the room starting in making comments too.One of the other (4) men said something about my mouth being of a nice size, which I didn't understand what that was all about. At least for long, anyway."Do you like my black cock, Tim?", Bruce asked."Well, it's really big, Bruce.", I said to him."Is your mouth watering, thinking about how it tastes?", Bruce asked."Taste?", I asked."Here's what you're. She didn’t look at him. She seemed totally unconcerned with anything happening, as if she were very accustomed and weary of the whole sardine thing. Emerson realized, though, that his elbow was about level with the woman’s sternum and was therefore cradling the woman’s breast. That realization brought a slight stir to his pants. He tried to repress it but the more he thought about it, the more insistent the idea was. The train jerked back into motion, throwing Emerson slightly away from the.