Without even tasting the food I motioned her back to the table."This fucking food is overcocked you useless slut!" I told her and grabbed her hair pre...sing her face down into the steaming hot and saucy food, really rubbing it into her face."Lift up you skirt" I ordered and she was more then happy to do it, a lacey little thong in bright pink was going down between her white plump little cheeks I smacked her hard over and over again quickly turning the cheeks pinkish red instead."Get down on. I quickly answered his question. "That's easy, sixteen years old" You seem very sure." he went on, "what if I was to tell you I couldarrange that?" As much as I would dearly love to believe you I'm afraid I have a toughtime believing in magic." Ah but if I could do this one thing for you would you do me a favour inreturn?" Sure thing buddy" I chuckled, "you do that for me and I will do anythingyou ask" I figured what have I to lose. I did not believe he could do itso I had no problem promising. ....Each stroke of her leather boots, running along my hard prick, I groaned each time with relief written all over my face that she had finally rubbed them on my cock, I could feel my cum building, " slow down, I want to milk you dry " as she lowered her boots my face visibly dropped in anguish.Walking around to her desk she pulled a drawer open, pulling a pair of gloves out she slowly eased them over her svelte like hands, teasing them over her fingers, her hand pushed me forward bending me. I set off at a steady pace, the weather was good and I took the route I often take through the park. It’s quite a vast park nearby where I live with plenty of trails and secluded areas to run down. Whilst I was keeping a good pace, I was very consciously aware of my cock and balls. I could feel them pressed against the fabric of my underwear, their sensitivity was surprisingly high. My balls were tight, not uncommon for when I run, but they were swollen too, as if they were filling with cum. My.