" she said simply.She dropped to her knees and spread his legs apart with her hands on his thighs. She knee-walked between his legs and, keeping eye c...ntact with him, leaned down. At the last second she looked at his bulge and planted a chaste, quick kiss on the lump in his pants. The lump moved. Her hand came to the lump and petted it, like she might pet a dog."Is that better? I can't tell. There's all that clothing covering it. I think you need to take your pants down Uncle Bob... just so I. . trying to choke back tears of resigned humiliation! And says that she tried her best to fight back and to resist, saying over and over again honest I did! I tried with all of my might! They really hurt my pussy but it was,..OMG! I am so ashamed and embarrassed to tell you what they did! But the first black man that fucked me was very strange, it was as if he really wanted to make love to me like he knew me, his touch, the way he gave me pleasure I really felt his lust and desire of him not. ..not quite good enough to redeem your tardiness today, but still good...there may be hope for you yet, jerk-boy!For today's session, you are going to worship my sexy little feet - kissing, licking, sucking and smelling every single inch of them while you yank on your inferior little meat. My soft, feminine little peds are so perfectly formed that when you look at them you start leaking pre-cum in your pants, and you wish that you could cum on them...but you know that's not going to happen,. You know I wouldn't deny you this request, but you also know that I like to surprise you sometimes."Stand up, slut, and turn around. Hands at your sides."You obey me eagerly, and are soon standing in the required position. I move behind you, and you feel the cold steel of a hand cuff close around your right wrist. I pull both wrists behind your back and cuff them together. I lean forward, and kiss your back, right between the shoulder blades... the small bit of physical reassurance helping you.