.But what now? Instead of cuffing me to the frame, or even just fastening my wrists together, Maria snapped the other cuff shut around her own left wr...st. Then she rolled further over on top of me, trapping my left arm under her. Extending her left arm stretched my right one out straight, immobilizing that appendage -- metaphorically, I was disarmed, you might say.My bashful ninth-grade tits were smothered in her warm mature breasts, her face was bare inches above mine. I was at her mercy,. Standing there she could have been anywhere; people in formal business clothes, some in casual dress, both expensive and poor and shabby. Vehicles as varied as the pedestrians made their way up and down the street. Everything, accompanied by noise, dust and smells assailed her senses, a typical city at the end of a working day.She turned left, and walked along the busy street. No one took any notice of her, everyone intent on their own business, which Varna found comforting in its anonymity. On. I had to see and touch their bodies. Sitting down by the young lady I reached out and took her hand and placed it on my member making her grip it and move her hand up and down its full length. Scared as she was she never argued nor spoke but kept doing it even after I had let her hand go. Slowly at first till I told her to speed up. I throbbed in her hand as I enjoyed this woman’s ministrations. I spoke to the maid.“Tell me your name and remove your clothes. Don’t hesitate or you know. The sound of the wind and the waves is deafening and soothing at the same time. The power and fury of the ocean and the nearby storm is exhilarating. I grasp your hand tightly as we climb the rocks and work our way up to the top. The sun is fading fast slowly being obscured by the clouds and devoured by the horizon. We find a comfortable spot near the top to enjoy the show mother nature and the ocean are putting on for us. I take you in my arms and hold you as if to keep you warm, but really.