“Oh yes, yes I loved it.” And she brought up one of my hands and put it on a breast. So, I put her hand back on my cock.As we massaged and fondled...each other Patty broke the silence and asked, “Jimmy, can I…I mean will you…I mean…would you…” Her eyes lowered and she became silent.“What is it, sis?”Then she looked up at me and right into my eyes, “Can I see it?” Her cheeks turning flush.I was so hard now it was aching. This time I sucked in my breath, put my thumbs into the waistband of my. Pressing his hand into her back to pin her to the wall he looped his fingers beneath the band of her skirt and panties and lowered them to her ankles. Releasing her for but a moment he hooked his arm around her chest, just under her breasts and lifted her a few inches off of the ground. She could feel him fumbling behind her as her tender breasts scratched against the wall. She whimpered again and tried to push against the wall but got no further than scuffed palms. Suddenly she could feel. She had a “red” tea and I had a “white” tea. I had only ever heard of black tea and green tea before that. We looked through Pariscope and decided on a couple likely movies.Then was the most extraordinary turn of events – Michelle alluded to being “naughtier than anyone would ever think,” and, in little time, I realized she was telling me she wanted to give me a blowjob there in the tea house. (There were no other customers, we were in a loft above the sales floor, and the shopkeeper,. I could feel cool air on my ass and I realized I was naked and that I must be completely exposed. The final indignity was that he had stuffed something in my mouth. I could breathe, but I couldn’t talk or cry out. I was completely helpless and really scared. He laughed meanly and said, “Remember how you were going to hand me your panties when you met me? You didn’t and now you’re still wearing them.” And I suddenly realized what was in my mouth—my panties, held there by a thick rubber band.