"No, no girl will give me the time of day, not even the ones with the face of a warthog" I was completely unprepared for what happend next. The gir... that I had come to know to be the most gentle person in the world grabs me by the shirt collar and shoves her tounge down my throat. Needless to say, I had no clue what was happenning........but my member did, and he liked it. We made out for about, Id say thirty minutes before she backed up and proceeded to remove her tank top, exposing her. Other than adding to her bruises all she managed to do was cause her skirt to ride up and her long socks to roll down. Still what a sight she was, young Japanese girl in a sailor suit school uniform struggling in bondage, the stuff of countless Asian bondage magazines and videos. The cuffs were not as pleasing as the elaborate hemp harnesses preferred by the Japanese rope masters, but they kept my new acquisition helpless while I tied her friend.We watched until Ritsuko exhausted herself, and. My hand stroking and twisting my cock as he enters her again, then shit, I turn my head quick as a hand grips my arm, my mother was standing next to me also breathing heavy“Maaam”I jump up trying to cover me cock, my headphones yanked off my head“What do you want?” I said“I tried phoning you and knocking on the door but there was no answer so I let myself in”“How long have you been here”“Ten minutes or so”“What, just standing and watching”“Yes, I was going to leave you to it and go, but I. Well that was what i really didn’t want to happen.So around 15 days passed and then one day I saw her wearing nice shorts and a tight tank top in the same gym to which I used to go. We got introduced and she seemed to be very happy seeing me here because my friend has built up a very nice image of mine in her sight. At that time we exchanged our phone numbers and she insist me to fix a common time of her and me so that she doesn’t feel lonely and awkward. Well days passed and we came much.