I had felt the tiny points bite into her skin as I shut it. She said nothing, but raised her other wrist toward me, as a sign to fit the other bracele... to her, which I did. Her facial expression was the same, as the sharp points dug into her soft, white, flesh.Next was the collar, it was similar to the bracelets but wider, about 2 inches wide ,with a large “D” shaped ring on the front of it. Fitting it to her lovely neck, I again pointed out that it was at least one-inch too small. I doubted. Whenever my bladder puts on a spectacular show, my love life always takes a turn for the worse. My last girlfriend kinda coped, until we went to a party one Saturday evening where I had one too many beers. The following day she called it off with me and moved out.” There was another pause before he dejectedly uttered, “I cannot deal with this shit anymore.”Layla felt totally heartbroken for him. Strangely, something about his confession aroused her. Maybe it was the sincerity of the revelation. Pulling me to him, he hugged me tight and pressed his groin against mine. I closed my eyes as he ran his hands down my back to my butt. My dick pressed against him as he squeezed and massaged my cheeks. As he pressed a finger between my butt cheeks and moving up slowly, my knees shook. As under a trance I spread my legs wider, giving access to do what he wanted. Bring his hands over my ribs he moved up to my chest. As he pulled at my nipples I let a soft moan out. As the pain subsided I felt. He was an assured prick. He was in my cunt, deep and dirty. How he liked it. Equally, how I liked it. The library, the bloody library, I realised, anyone could come, anytime.The thought was lost as I was coming, oh so quickly. My clitty was getting a treat under his thumb. The shelves were swaying. There was a bit of creaking too. I was holding on for dear life. God I got a finger fucking to remember. I had a you beaut tingly orgasm too. For a moment I was enjoying the euphoria of my girly.