Ever since that first day we had sex–and actually even before that–I have felt more of an attraction to you than just 'Aunt Connie'. You are a big...reason I would dress so provocatively… I was hoping you would notice me," she confessed, blushing as she looked down and spoke."Really?" Tommy said, a bit astonished."Yes. I mean it attracted other men as well–I got a lot of whistles and comments for the neighborhood men, which was a bit of an ego boost. But my main reason was because I wanted you to. It is damp and would have covered little when she was wearing it as her juices have already rendered the black mesh transparent.As I reach to the seat beside me I can see the points of her stiff nipples that tip her tiny breasts that I have wanked over so many times from the pictures Anthony has sent me. I tell her to lean in towards the window and, as she obeys, I reach up to clip the leather leash to her collar. With the leash in place I stroke my hand across her hard nipples, feeling the. "it's not like you can see anyone approach from behind" I reply "Or even go by, like those people" and suddenly your expression shows a bit of alarm as if the realization of your predicament sinks in; The alarm is fleeting because you know you are always safe; but the seeds of doubt take root as you think that anybody could walk by... " just wish I brought a knife" I lament as I try to use the remainder of the cord to bind even just one of your tits! It's no use. This cord is too smooth and. I felt a mix of my saliva and his pre-cum running down my chin as I worked my mouth on his hard dirty cock. He held the back of my head in his hands and was pushing my head up and down. I reached up with one hand and began to jerk off his cock into my mouth; the coldness of my hand after being in the snow took him a little by surprise. Joe continued taking pictures, moving around changing angles, I could only guess what I must have looked like on the cold, snowy floor of the alley, my black.