He let me stand there a minute or so, tearsof pain flowing down my cheeks, and then he loosened my bonds just abit. It was still terribly tight and h...rt, but I could just about bearit, now.Mike turned me around to face him, and pushed me down to my knees. Iknew what he wanted, and began to kiss his rampant cock through thecotton of his briefs. He let me go for a minute, and then pulled thebriefs down and off. "Show me your new skills, you simpering sissy,"he demanded, and I began to lick. I thought she was in a relationship at the time, so I did not suspect anything was going to happen. She showed up and I walked her inside. She seemed a little tipsy, but not too drunk. We talked. Watched some TV, and joked for a while. She made no mention of her boyfriend, so I assumed either she didn't have one anymore or didn't want to discuss it. At one point, I got up to use the restroom. When I came out, she grabbed me and pushed me against the wall. She planted a quick kiss, as she. I asked about her relation, she explained she loves her bf a lot but her bf does not love her much. He just likes her as a friend. But she did not lose hope. I kept contacting her more often, she used to call me sometimes and share her sorrows and everything. I told her once that I still have sexual feelings for her. She was okay this time. That night we talked over phone till mid night and before hanging up she asked me what I want from her. She asked me to tell whatever I want and she won’t. I told him not to stop and I slid my hips up and down, taking every inch of his cock as I worked myself up and down its thick length whilst he persevered at my clit, never letting go. ‘I need to come... I need to...’ Rising up as far as I could in the car, I held myself with just the very tip of him inside me before slamming myself back down and filling my pussy with his thick cock. I only managed about three or four more times like this before feeling my pussy erupt on him, squeezing hold and.