Suddenly, Melissa began to squirm on the bed, "Untie me!!" she screamed, and I swatted her ass with my hand, "You don't tell me what to do!" I replied... "No, please Bob, I need to go to the bathroom," and then it hit me.The melting ice in her ass had worked like an enema, and I laughed and started untying her ankles and she bolted to the bathroom, hands still cuffed behind her and dropped on the commode, just in time. I had never really watched a woman go to the bathroom before, and it was. Everyone around her was beneath her. She turned her nose down to every man that made less than million. “A snobby bitch with a cold pussy,” he remarked, as he read the rest of her dossier. Simone believed that she was the best at everything. To her, her beauty was the best. There was no one alive that was better looking or richer than she. How could anyone top her lightly tanned, but smooth as silk skin? What about her full 34DD rack, given to her by her father when she was 18? For her 16 th. I traced its outline and played with her hood, hoping to feel her shy clit (and get her aroused, or so my horny teenaged brain wished for). Her hips rotated upwards slightly in response to my probing, making me want to penetrate her, be it finger or penis, all the more. I traced the length of her slit with two fingers, lightly, to tease her all the more.I genuinely was curious how the penis would fit -- how the bodies come together, how the vagina opens up for it -- but I asked her about it to. She groaned as I slowing frigged her from behind and I was conscious of my cock helmet rubbing against the material of her skirt, as I reached round and squeezed her tits with my other hand.After a few seconds of this, I had to get it into her and stepped back a bit, pushing my cock end down between her arse cheeks until I felt the hot wetness of her opening and then bent her over a bit and thrust forward, so I slid it up her barebacked. I dropped my hand from her tits to her big flappy pussy.