Harry had never suspected Pansy’s lips were soft but then again he had never considered kissing her before. It made her seem so much more human and ...emale, it was exhilarating even though she didn’t kiss back.Harry broke the kiss after a few seconds hoping he made the right decision not to tongue kiss her. Pansy stared at him. Harry suspected she had stared at him during the kiss, he wouldn’t know since he had closed his eyes.“That’s good enough evidence?” Harry asked hoping he had excited her. Then she proceeded to push my hips up a bit and started fondling my ass from behind. She separated my ass cheeks and fondled my lubricated hole with her fingers.“So you were all ready to have you asspussy fucked huh?” she remarked laughing.Then she shoved her finger deep, rubbing off of my prostate. My legs started moving and my waist was gyrating from the sudden activation of my intimate pleasure button. She moved her other hand inside my bra and started pinching my nipples. Her fingers also. "Leave me alone. Don't hurt me." I was panting in my excitement by this point and incapable of longer sentences. I could feel the hard bar of his cock pressing into my pubis through his jeans and I ineffectually tried to wriggle up so it would press against the aching lips of my pussy.I struggled weakly as he slipped my hands through the nooses and cinched them tight around my wrists. We discovered long ago how truly difficult it is for a man to immobilise a determined woman's hands without. I was so traumatized by the death of my wife that I had not dated since her passing. Yet, recently, at the urging of friends, I had joined Match.com and had been on a string of dates and one-night stands. I had hired an 18-year old named Lacy to take care of my 5-year old daughter. She was very good with the c***d and I paid her handsomely for her efforts. Lacy was a very homely girl with a severe case of acne. As a result, in my dealings with her, she was very shy and made little eye contact..