"Maybe you can help me," she said, quite prettily. "I can't get the strap of my brassiere open, and it is cutting into my poor flesh. Would you be a g...ntleman and unhook my bra for me?"The poor kid was sitting there with his mouth open. I hid a smile."Here," said Flossie. "I will sit here with my back to you so you can get at the hook."After a moment, the kid reached up and began to fumble with the bra strap. Oh how I remembered trying to do the same thing in the back seat of my father's Buick!. ? Shewas not only the girl he loved more than anything in the world but easily themost beautiful young woman he had ever seen.? ??????????? She led him into his studio andpushed the switch to lower the tickling table from its recess in the wall.? It was a scary looking device with blackleather straps for every part of a woman?s body.? She took off her clothes quickly and lay downon the big x-shaped form of the table?s surface. ??????????? ?Quickly, ancient warrior,? shesaid, ?fasten the straps. .." and before you form the next word I have moved quickly from the chair to be just beside you, you feel you hair gripped quickly and you head jerked back a little. You let out a little yelp more from surprise than any pain."Don't worry...this is just a lesson, there will most likely be a few. I will not shower you with empty compliments or have a witty banter to test your intellect. You are not here to have long drawn out discussions, instead you are here for a single purpose and we both. Excitement builds as you slip a finger into the band of my thong, raising my hips slightly, tugging it off, and revealing my glistening pussy for your pleasure. Parting my juice covered lips, your finger rubs up and down, teasing the entrance. Gasping louder, thrusting my hips forward, begging for you to take me, my body quivers. Grabbing my hips, you roll us over, your cock crushing my clit as my hips settle on you. Leaning back, I slide my hand around your cock, stroking slowly, tightening.