It's a restraining garment, designed to givethe wearer the feeling of being tightly bound. And there are loops forbindings to be attached." I slid on... finger into a loop then withdrewit. Slowly, in and out, her eyes never left my hand as my fingerfucked the loop. "Why don't you trythis on?"Her voice quavered as she whispered, "I think you have the wrong ideaabout me." I looked into her eyes and said. "I'm seldom wrong about these things. You said. .37...38... It seemed like an eternity by the time he reached 50. She was dancing there on her knees above the highway everyone below oblivious to the actives only feet above their heads. He slipped a finger in her pussy after the 50 had been hit, felt her push back against his hand trying to take as much as she could the moan that ripped through her whole body. God she was in heat grinding away as best she could on his hand begging for more. He stood up leaving her vacant for a moment. “I’m not talking about past lives. That is Destruction’s past, but not yours,” Athea vehemently insisted.“Destruction and I, we are one, but I wasn’t talking about past lives either. I was five years old the day a woman gave birth to my first child. Only a week after that day, she came to me and told me she would feed and clean the baby-girl, but I would have to take care of her happiness. That was the first day you fell asleep lying on my chest and I became a father. Nothing has changed since. Wearing my low-cut top and bending over in front of him, nothing. Finally, when our team went out for drinks, he started to get it. I pretended to get drunk, and made him think it was his idea to propose a bet with scandalous terms. Still, he was hesitant the whole way back to my apartment. Even as I was modeling successively skimpier underwear, he still wasn't getting it. I could tell he had a hard-on; what was it going to take to get him to make a move? He finally took the hint when I came.