He thought I needed to get more in touch with my dominant side, and he wanted to just kick back and enjoy my explorations. Not thinking, not planning,...just experiencing, and letting me use him. He wanted me to take control, to be the aggressor. So, with his encouragement, I tied him, spread eagle and naked, to his bed. When I was done I stood there, considering ... still dressed in my black garter belt, black lace thong, and black balconet bra. My eyes met his, while I stood there, sucking. " I replied "Well it sure is big now, what is it around 7, 8 inches?" He laughs, "How'd you guess?" He was still lathering his body and his hands working down slowly toward his big cock. "Mind if i jack off?" he asks. "Not at all as long as i can too" i replied. "Sure, do you think i could lend you a hand?" He reached his hand out not even waiting for an answer and started to stroke my rock hard cock. "You like that?" he asks in the sexiest voice imaginable. "Oh fuck yes, do you think i. Dad let me drive the old truck a bunch of times, and I never put a scratch into it." Erica adjusted the seat to fit her much smaller frame, and then fiddled with the mirrors until they were set to her satisfaction."Yeah, well, with that piece of junk it didn't really matter," Will grinned. "There were so many scratches and dents in that thing, it was a wonder they gave us anything in trade. They probably had to spend more than they allowed for trade-in credit to make it look like a car. Her skin was a deathly pallor like alabaster, “Oh surely you don’t need that contraption do you?” I complained.“Miss Rochester has a delicate constitution,” her maid insisted. “Pah, she just needs rigorous exercise to get her blood pumping,” I declared, but the maid insisted on pushing her along at such a speed that tortoises were over taking us. I soon grew weary of pointless chit chat as we dawdled along a footpath towards the woods. “Oh give the chair to me, let us have at least a modicum.