Waiting for your first move, I feel you grab my right arm and clasp a cold metal cuff around my wrist. “Handcuffs, oh god” I thought to myself. I ...felt you put them on the other wrist as well and found myself immobile and attached to the bed. Just when I thought it couldn’t get anymore interesting I feel you grab my ankle and push it toward my head. I felt the clasp of more handcuffs around my ankle as you cuff my feet to the headboard leaving me completely spread eagle, and completely open to. When I saw him I turned around so he could see I was wearing tan thigh highs and my shirt. He took out his cock and I got on my knees and started sucking him. He started grabbing my hair tight and slapping his cock on my face. "You like that you little cunt?!" I actually came before he did. He tried to get me to go home with him which after running into him a couple more times I did but that's another story.Jacked on by the panty perv: This was in the theater. It was the middle of the day and. To chale story pe ate hai doston kuch din pahle muze mere facebook par mujhe ek aunty ka message aya ki main apase ek baar milana chahati hoon aur fir usane mujhe apana phone number de diya.Maine us phone number par baat karana shuru kiyaa. Vo baat kuch is tarah se hui hello aunty haan aap koun bol rahe ho? Mai yogu bol raha hu kya apane mujhe message kiyaa thaa, aunty ohh ha ha kya aap yogu bol rahe hai mai aapase milana chahati hu aur men umar main 38 saal ki hu aur mera naam vineeta hai. Mai. "Hmmmm, no panties," I briefly think to myself, "She's really been waiting for this." We fall into the wide bench seat, well wide enough for two, as we catch our breath. One fleeting moment later our eyes meet and we're into each other's arms. A fiery kiss envelops the passion built up over dinner and the walk here. The kiss grows into fondling, erotic caresses of each other. I stroke your more than ample breasts through your blouse as you begin to unbutton my shirt, but your impatience only.