My finger brushed the buttons and quickly, with three flicks Iundid them all and found the band of his jocks, sliding my palm against his damp flesh. ...y fingers felt the hot, clammy wetness of his hard cock, then down to the rough hair covering his balls and back up again to the head. I could feel it firm between my fingers, another flash of the entire thing sinking into the sweet, wet depths of me, and I tugged, lightly. His body flinched, each muscle close to mine while he breathed heavily. So I did, and for the next few minutes I happily caressed her teen tits, while she continued to ride my stiff hard cock.Then after a bit she dropped into my lap, and began to grind against me, and now my entire length must have been stuffed deep inside her little wet pussy, but I didn't have time to think about it, because she leant forwards stuck out her tongue and began kissing me, and exploring my mouth.I quickly returned the favour, kissing her back, and then after a bit she pulled away,. The she had me stand up and bring my wrists around behindmy back. When I did, she used a spring clip to fasten the cuffs together. Iwas helpless. And shocked at how excited I was.Sara watched me try to free myself and smiled when I gave up."Scared?"I admitted that I was. She asked if I wanted her to take them off. Ihesitated and then whispered, "Not if you don't want to."She grinned. Then she picked up a pair of nipple clamps and ran herfingers over my nipples until they were erect. " The lustful glint in his eyes only grew brighter as his eyes took in Rhea's lips and body."Nor, do I suspect, are you from this country." The man stated. "Well, you are partly correct. I am of mixed heritage." Your English is impeccable. The best I've heard from any Indian woman."Rhea nodded at the compliment and sauntered ahead to examine a few more erotic photographs. Each one was perfectly framed and composed. The models looked relaxed, playful and above all, real. None of the size zero.