The tickling thing moved and floated around my right breast. My nipples could drill through concrete and still, she tormented me. I howled, bucked my ...ips and tried with every ounce of strength I had to escape the bonds. All I got for my pains was some rope burn; part of the blanket was now stuck to my ass by the glistening river that flowed from my lower lips.Nails ran down from between my tits to the top of my mound. They left tiny scratches on my skin that tingled and burned with a wonderful. My eyes locked on hers as my fingers ran through her hair and tightened their grip.As I pushed my tongue into her mouth, I felt her sucking it, letting me take her. She made a small, almost involuntary moan as I broke the kiss and stepped back.“Take off your tie and unbutton your blouse,” I ordered.I watched, my breath held as she pushed the chair back from the desk and stood up. She looked me in the eye as she slid the tie off and dropped it on the desk. She paused, momentarily, then slowly. Nicole sometimes couldn't help but detect a slight, self-satisfied grin on her son's lips as he watched her face contort and slacken with every additional inch. Winces, then gaping-mouth sighs, then back again; her eyes rolling back in her head."Oh my god, darling - it's so big!!" she would cry breathlessly. "Please," she would occasionally plead somewhat panicky. "I don't think it's going to fit today. You're hurting me." Just relax," he would whisper softly. "Don't worry, I don't expect you. There was some woman standing at the desk chatting with thehippie-dippy girl and I thought for sure it wouldn't take long since sheclearly wasn't buying anything. I tuned out and waited while whateverwas going on went on. But Chatty Cathy there wasn't going anywherefast. I was standing behind her but I could see her reflection in themirror and she was some old crone with a mole on her cheek and a waddle.But she was pretty damned tall. She was talking about, I kid you not,witches."It's a.