She did not have low self esteem because she thought she was ugly. More the opposite, she had always felt that she looked too sexy. She was long legge..., skinny and had big breasts. She had been a good, modest, catholic girl; trapped in a hot babe’s body. Thinking of her teenage years made her feel bad. She was partly ashamed of how prudish she had been, but also ashamed of how Tom made her show of her body nowadays. She remembered how guilty she felt when she discovered masturbation. How she. I gently pull out as I feel myself getting ready to release. You look up at me emotionally and physically drained and as you sit up, you reach down between my legs and grasp a hold of my manhood and motion what I was hoping you would do and that is for me to place my manhood near your mouth. You are stroking me up and down and I feel my body beginning the throes of orgasmic pleasure also. You roll over onto your side and as I move my manhood down to your chest ready to release myself on your. I could tell just by looking at you and I also heard you taking off your clothes on the way to the bedroom.You look amazing - dressed in just a t-shirt and some small black panties with a lace front. I hold out my hand and you come over to me and lie with your back to me, between my legs. Your head on on my chest.I wrap my arms around you and kiss your shoulders and the back of your neck. You smell so good. I need to touch your skin so I push you up and slide my hands under your shirt and lift. As I got to my car, I saw a man leaning against the driver side door. He was somewhat tall with dark hair. He had a suit on, and nice shoes. I turned around to go back inside the store, but he caught up to me. There was a rag over my face, and I passed out. When I woke up, I was in the passenger seat of a van, the type that you can practically stand up in. The seat was reclined, so I was completely laying down, and I couldnt see outside the windows. I tried to move my hands, but they were tied.