I reckoned he needed some release. I knew he'd avoided playing with himself too much ahead of the occasion.'Ryan,' I said, running my hand down to his...shorts, 'do you want to?' He gave a little enthusiastic nod. 'Let me shut the door.'On the few occasions we touched each other, we had an agreement. I wanted him to be good at making a woman orgasm with his fingers, something my boyfriends were always hopeless at doing. So the deal was that he would have to get me off first, and then I would. Suddenly I got scared and put my head down. She continued and told I was ok with that but you have to do what I ll tell now otherwise I ll tell to your mother about this. Suddenly I scared and replied please don’t tell mam, I will do whatever you say. She asked again ll you do all the things what I ll say. I was thinking for a moment what may be mam is going to say me and told in low voice yes mam.After that she told me that you want to be my slave. I don no what mam was saying at that time I. The intense sensations were too draining for her, and she stopped tryingto ask questions. She barely had enough energy to think, and was unaware ofhow loudly she was moaning. She rubbed her stomach for a while, careful notto stray too far down between her legs, afraid of what she might find. Therubbing seemed to help somewhat. It felt good if she pressed her palms againsther belly just above her pubic bone, hard, but it also hurt a little. Therewas something big and hot and hard beneath her. The fan was in the ceiling in the middle of the room! "Whats wrong with it?" "It really wobbles!" she said "Could be the screws got loose! probably no big deal! Got a screwdriver?" She went and got one and I climbed up on the chair and began checking out the blades they seemed to be tight and I was going to say maybe something else was wrong when I heard a zipping sound and then her hand was in my pants pulling my cock out! "Julie what are you doing? Suppose Ted finds out!" Ted is a big guy and.