Finally one day I told him to ask his wish and keep insisting then he told me that he want to see me in mini skirt and skin touch top without bra and ...anty and also have to go on date like this and I was shocked as I never expect such a request.I had an argument but actually very happy as finally he was showing interest in me or my body. Finally after bargain, I agreed to wear micro skirt and top but with inner wear. He told date will be in pondi as it was near my college. So we planned for a. Sometimes I'd be on my stomach on the couch wearing a pair of tighty whiteys that were way too small and a little ripped and made my ass look like it was about to bust out of them. If I was feeling really bold, I'd just wear a t-shirt and socks. After the "pretending to sleep" didn't work that first time, I took another approach: my dad would come in and I'd look at him over my shoulder with a huge grin and say hi (I mean it was so obvious that I was gagging for it!). I'd give him a minute to. “You’re mine aren’t you. You want my cum and mine only.” As his breath started to hitch, his huffs and groans morphed to short pants as his body took over. “Oh shit, yes, let me cum on your face.” Placing his left hand on the rim of the laptop screen and holding it steady, he pumped his cock furiously with his right hand, aiming the head of his shaft right at Suki’s face. “I’m gonna cum,” he grunted, knitting his brows together as the climax built to breaking point. “Take it bitch. take it,” he. It takes time to find some way to get the next lady to reach my yearning orifice, but when she manages, there is no subtlety. She attacks me like there is no tomorrow. It is then that I have the most surprising reaction to the whole session. I found myself wishing she was a man!Then I beg them to bind me, ankles to wrists as before. I enjoy this rendition the most. I finally run out of volunteers. I am released from my bondage. I slump down on the table. Some of the Vaseline has found its way.