I felt unnerved but also a little aroused by the patronizing authority in his voice as he sternly told me "put out your tounge" I poked my tounge out ...nd he looked into my mouth for a few seconds before clicking his torch off and placing it back in his top pocket .. i felt uneasy as he placed his hand into the small of my back and guided me over to his desk .."Place your palms flat and your elbows on the desk .. and bend at the waist " A voice inside my head was telling me something wasnt right. Good. And can you spread your top. Nice! Very Nice!"I made sure Kyra was aware that opening her front lifted a hem that wasn't successfully covering her anyway."Stay still."I made the car perform a high speed circle, coming back to race up one side of her and then back down to race down the other -- she must have felt the wind pass her bare arms and legs. I brought it around and bumped against the soles of her feet."That tickles." Stay still!"The best path would require I send my vehicle up. Brightly smiling, she’d thought up an entire plan for this morning. She’d show up, gift in hand, and take him out to a romantic little picnic she had neatly folded in the back seat of her car. Knocking on the door, she waited patiently, trying not to loose her poker face she’d practiced the entire drive to his apartment. When there was no reply, she looked around and reached up to the top of the door frame once she was sure no one was looking. Retrieving the spare key he’d put there, she. I look to that round ass and rub myself gently. 'Ankles,' I say casually. I feel myself beginning to swell as you blush. With one smooth motion, you bend at the waist, keeping your knees straight, and firmly grab one ankle in each hand, your head resting between your calves. You stare at me from between your legs, waiting. I simply watch you hold the pose for half a minute while idly stroking my cock. 'You look amazing, slave. Your pussy drips for me already, and I can see you've kept those.