One thrust is sufficient for the law, however most men ravage the consenting female on stage infront of everyone. I can tell by the look in her eyes t...at she would find such a thing distasteful, so I step forward and do the minimum. Her legs are held apart by the ropes, so I can access her easily. I stand with my body barely touching hers, then I unbuckle my jeans and lower them and my boxers to my ankles. I shut the crowd out as I wrap my arms around her and hold on to the post. My cock is. Before I could move, she said "Come in!" opening the door and showing her slim body. She is not a woman of shape. But she had those dark black hair and small breast which is compact for a hand and a curvy hip. "she will come in a while" she completed and snapped out of ma stare."Ummm..." I stammered as my eyes ran over her body. "Okay!" i said and walked in.The hall had a sofa and a tv in front of it. There was a huge window behind the sofa and it lighted up the place exotically in yellow. ? Oh who cares anyway." She started to get up again, it was as if she was trying to leave for a second time. "I'm just glad you think it's so funny," she said as something made her sit down again. "What more is there to say, I saw you bowling, liked what I saw and now I'm willing to do anything rather face going home to my parents."I grabbed her hand in mine. "You don't know how glad I am to hear you say that because I like everything about you Miss Anne Bingham." I acknowledged the questioning. Her hand landed on my raging hard on and she squeezed as the orgasm rolled through her.Bren fixed her shorts, leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and said “thanks, it felt so much better than when I do it”. She remembered that her hand had squeezed my cock and asked if she hurt it.I told her no, but when she squeezed it, I made a mess in my underwear and needed to go to the bathroom.When I returned, Bren was curled up in her seat but sat up when I sat down. She smiled at me and put her head on.