She was totally in control of her every move and used to being in control I suspected. She was very tall, almost 6 foot, at least 30 and to me at near...y 17, looked like someone’s mother, which she probably was. Her silver blonde hair was shoulder length and parted in the center. She wasn’t really beautiful but she had an air of mystique about her that I found an immediate attraction for. She wore large black-rimmed glasses and her body was partially hidden behind a Pale gray Poncho type. Reaching over my seat, she tapped my back and said, "Sit up!"I shook my head with despair. "No, I can't. Please. Please don't make me."She grabbed my ponytail and pulled hard. The back of my head slammed into the headrest. I grabbed her forearms but immediately brought my hands back to my crotch and snapped my legs together.Leaning over the seat, Jennifer pressed her chin into my shoulder and hissed, "Did you say no to me?"My breath caught in my throat and I found it difficult to speak.. “Push up just a bit more,” he said as he climbed onto his cooler. When she followed that instruction, he said, “Perfect,” put the zip ties in his mouth, and reached toward the bend with the aluminum tines in hand.Tasha was keenly aware of how close she was to him as she stood in the provocative pose. When she glanced his way, the sight of his muscles working set off a natural - and powerful - reaction. Somehow, she managed not to shiver, and directed her gaze straight up at their hands.Tom. Of course I would so I quickly cleaned up putting on light makeup, pantyhose, my skinny jeans, bra, black knit sweater and tan boots. My 3/4 jacket of course. Went to the store picked up her things and dropped them off to her. When I got there she was sitting at her makeup table wearing only a black bra and panties. She looked so hot as always putting on her eye makeup. I kissed her cheek telling her how pretty she was. Her boyfriend was coming over that afternoon.Anyway, I wanted to get.