Princess was being a real bitch and she was using her little handheld vibrator on her overheated pussy. I was instantly taken with the fact of her lac...k of decorum about public sex and assumed she was feeling lonely because she hadn’t gotten any dick lately and she was the kind of girl that had to have it constantly to satisfy her need for tingles in her private places.They were discussing some of her escapades in the punishment minded reform school for wayward females. It gave me pause to. She looks up into those startling blue eyes, pleading in her eyes, and what begins as something languid guickly turns brutal, her mind complete mush but her body completely alive. Then she wakes up as the thought, "poison," flows through her mind, through her body.She had decided long ago that she would never let a man possess her, own her, she would never marry. The whole thing made her think of being caged, locked away, contained. No, that simply would never do for her, she would live a care. His wife is his secretary too. When I got in the doctors waiting room I saw her sitting at her desk wearing a short skirt, with heels and a thin skin coloured pantyhose. I got horny in a short notice! I liked her legs so much and her shirt was so tight on her chest that her tits were almost visible. Not too big tits, average size but with hard big nipples. Amazing combination. She noticed that I was undressing her with my eyes and she smiled at me in a very naughty way. She made me so hard just. I began to cry in disappointment. I felt terrible. My makeup was smeared--I just knew it. Mascara tracks ran down my face--I could see them without the aid of a mirror. Two, no make that three zits appeared without warning on my previously perfect complexion.My life was a disaster.Then I heard Crotch sobbing.Glancing up through tear filled eyes I saw him bent over, pounding his well... crotch with his fist."Crotch, don't," I said, "You'll hurt yourself." Don care." And he smashed his fist down.