He then leaned over Diane's reclining form, looking into her eyes."I think we can do away with the restraints now," he said, and Tracy busied herself ...ndoing the clips and removing the gag."Diane, I must apologize. I am no monster, no torturer. I am simply a man who has been given some unique medical and chemical knowledge, and a rather unorthodox libido. Had you come to me of your own will, you would have found me so much gentler. And I, in turn, sincerely appreciate the chance that brought. He moved his hands up her chest and started once again messaging her breasts. She had a dreamy look on her face, it was now or never so he put his hand between her legs. He realized she was spreading her legs to give him easy access to her pussy.Without a word being said he moved her towards the basement stairs, once in the basement he pulled her sun dress over her head, she smiled at him. He removed her bra and two very nice tits pooped into view, she had large nipples which were completely ,. I remembered seeing him changing once and being a little jealous of what he had between his legs. Even soft I could tell he had an impressive erection and had found myself thinking about it when I was wanking.I suggested to Nick that we watch some porn to cheer him up. We often did this in a group, laughing but not daring to openly wank or say we were excited. He agreed and put on a VHS. I couldn't see the title but he said it was new and we hadn't watched it before.It didn't take long for me. ” His eyes light up with interest. “I don’t want to tell my mother or she’ll kill me. I need to get an abortion or I’ll never go to college, but I need to know how to get one without telling mom.” I hopped this would be a desperate enough plan for him to try his seduction on me, but I decided to really make my point. “Mr. Pressman, I’m begging you. I’d do anything to go to college!”“Anything?” he asked coyly.I stood up, moved to his door, and pulled down the shade. Then, with him still.