I guess it is one that vibrates. I wouldn’t know, because I had never been into things like this, so I just set it aside so I could look at the next...thing in the box. My eyes got wider if that is possible when I picked up the hand cuffs out of the box. These weren’t like the ones you see a police man use, they were black cloth, with Velcro all the way around them, I imagine it would be impossible to get out of them. I looked up at Daddy, but he was just sitting there watching with that evil. .. standoffish. Even conceited. This girl seems warm and friendly and ... and ... approachable. Suddenly, I’m looking forward to the long flight ahead.“Which school?” showing off my knowledge of the crazy quilt conglomerate of campuses that are CUNY.“Hunter. On 41st Street.”“Then you must be enrolled in the Art School.”Her smile flashes and something thrills inside me. “Yes, in Studio Art. Are you from the City? How do you know so much about CUNY?”“No, no, I’m from Houston,” suddenly aware of. "but..." says the kid."Jacobbbb!" she says with a stern voice."yes, mom, I'll be quite now." as her puts his head down, and stops talking.I look at Jane, who is now looking me in the eyes. It looks like she is almost about to cry. I still have my left arm around her waist and my right hand on her pussy over her panties. Other then the bumpy road making my hand gently rub her pussy im now a little afraid of getting caught, and havent moved. I don't know what I was thinking. That is a bad. I started fingering her, she first resisted but later again got aroused .She started moaning again I got the green signal. I asked her do you want me to stop and she turned towards me and said “ mausi fucker, fuck me like there is no tomorrow you behenchod”.I leaned her towards wall and now we were facing each other, I lifted her left leg by my right hand and made space between her legs.Now she was standing on her right leg only. She said please not in this position I replied I’ll support you,.