“One last detail. While you’re at school you must do your best to ensure that your precious little nipples are hard and pointed. Pick them, squeez... them, twist them, whatever you need to do, but make sure they stay hard. Have fun, my dear!”She stared at her phone in shock and anger.“Something wrong honey?” Her mother innocently questioned.“Huh- what? No, nothing, just, you know, normal drama,” she locked the screen and jammed it into her backpack.“You’re not using that at school, right? I don’t. "Hello, Mr. Malteen." said Alex anxiously. "Good afternoon, Alex." he replied matter-of-factly. "Traci Ann isn't home right now." I know, Mr. Malteen. But she told me to come here and wait for her." "Did she now?" smiled Broderick Malteen. "Very well then, come in." Frightened by Malteen's enigmatic smile, Alex nervously entered the house. In the den, he found a small chair and quietly sat down. "Would you like something to drink Alex?" "That would be very nice, Mr. Malteen. I think a glass of. She smiled and sheepishly laughed, apologizing for not wearing a bra and lifted her shirt up to let me see her tits in all their magnificent glory. They were just over a c cup in size, fit wonderfully in my hand and I immediately took each nipple into my mouth as I massaged the other one. At this point my cock was at full mast, she was moaning softly, holding onto my hair as one hand kneaded her tit, one nipple was being sucked on, and my other hand began to grope her ass... I couldn't help. "I reach down and pinch her ass and she responds by wiggling it closer to me. Her hand slips around and starts to stroke my cock, I'm already starting to get hard again."Would you like it if some big stranger on that plane fucked you hard? *I reply, "How about instead of talking about someone fucking me some other time, you take this big dick and fuck me right now?" Is that what you want, slut?" He says as he moves my hand from his cock above my head. Holding both of my hands there, he starts.