I squeeze harder, twisting a little, causing a sharper pain. My brain tells me to stop, but my body can take more and so I continue to push myself. I ...inch and twist then release and the internal battle subsides for a moment before my other hand grasps my other nipple and the torment begins again. This time, though, I twist and pull both nipples. The sensation doubles and I kick my feet in protest as my pussy throbs. My mind floods with desire; my sex crying out to be touched. I raise my left. My hair was receding a little, I needed bifocals, and I was about twenty pounds overweight. The extra weight wasn't muscle, just belly flab. I was in the same job for twenty-six years also. It was boring, and I was at a dead end, career wise. The young kids were smarter than me and had more ambition. I worked just to put food on the table. I had no savings, no retirement plan, and the only insurance was what the company offered. We never even bought a home. We rented our house from my wife's. "I nod."Don't try to take your hood off, or we're going to beat the shit outof you, understand McC-trash."I nod. I hate the insult. I am proud of family, but there's nothingI can do about this situation."Don't try to run, or scream, same result."I nod.'If you don't strip, we'll just cut off your clothes, right. You don'twant your pretty dress ruined."I nod."So you'll be a good gurl?"I nod.My hands are untied, and the car door is opened. As I get out of thecar, I hear a van door slide open. I was crushing her butt, she took my left hand and placed it on her right boop. Wow.. u should feel awesome at this time when a lady took initiative.We undressed immediately and we are still in the hall, naked. We kissed again deeply. I was crushing her boops hardly, but couldn’t cup her asset completely. I kissed and licked her lips, neck, shoulder, armpit, middle of boops, navel (I spent almost 5 mins over there), I haven’t touched pussy but circled it. Then came down to thigh. She can’t hold.