After a few minutes of squeezing and pinching I reach down hooking my hands in your pants pushing them down to the ground. Reaching back up I grab you... panties jerking them apart and shredding them off of you. You scream at me for destroying your panties so I spin you around slapping your ass so hard I leave a perfect hand print on your ass again and again for a total of three licks. "Now remember you’re my slut and you will follow the rules." While I'm down there I add two more leather straps. And they "danced". It wasn't quite vertical dry humping, and there was music to which Amy, at least, kept a beat, but it was by no means the usual social dance.Amy was getting turned on. Her brother's hands, stiffly still on her shoulder blades where they'd made first contact, were beginning to move. His fingers followed invisible little circles.His groin was moving insistently against her. There was disparity in their heights, but his loins reached just beneath her creamy, swollen tits. The. I began to wonder if she have got whatsapp . I have to get her number somehow . The movement I was gonna ask her her number , the driving instructor called me out for my turn . I said wait i’ll be back nd proceed for the lesion , I drove the first round as instructed by the instructor , and then I drove two more rounds , all the while I was trying make an excuse how to get her number . Now it was her turn . I waited and after she was back ,She said “its time, I have to go , have to serve. He touched her arm as if he knew her and she pulled away, “I’m sorry, do I know you?” she asked.“You don’t, but you will soon”, he said cryptically. It sent a chill up her spine. “We have some business to discuss, you and I”. He slid across an envelope. “Don’t be shy, take a look”. Lauren opened the envelope and photographs spilled out. She recognized a black teddy slightly out of place revealing her breast. She blushed with embarrassment. “What, how…?” she stammered. She continued, photo after.