I used my tongue in her pussy, and when there was enough room, I ran it over her clit. I could feel her body spasm when I did."Mmmmm, that feels so go...d," I heard her gasp.When she pulled her body away from my mouth, I wondered what she wanted me to do. But, then she stood up and turned around facing my feet. She maneuvered her body back down on top of mine, but this time her pussy was more accessible to my mouth. Her head was between my legs."Bend your knees for me so I can get at your pussy,". The doctor and Mr. Savage were just casually talking while she did her work. First, she pulled out straps and strapped my ankles tightly in place. Then my thighs. There were straps I hadn't seen that pulled out and held me at the waist. She asked me to raise my arms and they were cuffed over my head. I was not at all used to this feeling of being exposed and helpless. The feeling swept over me, immediately put me in the state of deep arousal it seemed to give me. Then she pulled a big monitor. Moving up to the bar, when the big, beefy and heavily tattooed bartender wiped the scarred bar top in front of me and asked what I wanted, I told him, "Necesito papeles."He looked me up and down and didn't respond. I added, "And a beer."Nodding, he poured beer from a tap into a tall glass, the amber liquid slowly filling up and forming a white, foamy head. He placed it on a coaster in front of me and waited. Pulling out my wallet, I dropped fifty Euros on the bar.He counted, nodded, and finally. They had both been incredibly nervous, and both managed to trip, stumble, and spill their way through the evening. However, towards the end of the evening, Billy managed to work up the nerve to hold Taylor’s hand, and sparks flew like static electricity. Simply holding her hand in his felt so wonderful that they both forgot their earlier gaffes and concentrated on each other. When he walked her to her door, Billy did the bravest thing in his young life, and kissed Taylor.Taylor had no idea how.