This was the 1st time we didnt meet at the theater, anytime we hung out i always offered to pick her up. for some reason tonight she said "Could you p...ick me up this time?" She said her reason for not lettin me pick her up, was she didnt want it to look like we were dating. I told her "Its no prob, i can pick you up tonight." On the way to the movie she asked me something. "Can this be a date? I just havnt been on a date since i moved into town. & its been months. I feel like i really need a. So what's it going to be?” When the man let go of Flo's other arm she still didn't move, “Smart girl,” the man said, tucking the handgun behind his back again. At the same time he produced a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Flo's hands behind her back. With her hands cuffed and him on top of her the man smiled, reaching down he began to massage both of her breasts through her shirt with both hands this time. That she wasn't enjoying a single moment of this meant nothing to the man on top of her,. My pussy is so wet and warm, I knew he couldn’t tell what was water from the shower and what was juice from my melting pussy, but he could feel how slippery I was. My lips were so swollen his fingers felt enormous and rough and so amazing. I loved feeling his big fingers push into me and his cock throbbing against me. His cock was so hard, I could feel it throbbing against my thigh and pussy lips as he forced his fingers into me, hard. Two fingers splitting me and spreading me. Three. My hand. Strange how it happened, I had never thought about it or had any desires until one day.My family lived in a decent part of town near a big city park. The end farthest from us was a busy amusement park with pool, tennis courts, basketball courts and all kind of things to do. It was an old park and probably a bit too large for the smallish city to maintain it all, so it had been decided several years before to let the west end return to a more natural state. That is where I loved to ride my.