I stopped off in the restroom for a quick refresher before my next class. I walked into that bathroom a new man, a confident man. I took a piss while ...till smiling to myself at my good fortune. "This can't get any better," I thought. I walked from the stall to the faucet and washed my hands. Just then I remembered the event that started all this. It was last night when I spotted that strange black man in my mirror. I leaned over to splash some water in my face and then turned off the faucet.. I continued with slow strokes and kept kissing her.She also reached to my kissing with hard kisses back as it was a little bit painful for her I think. After few minutes, I was reaching my climax. I went in a little more faster and by the time I came, I pulled out my dick and sprayed my load of cum outside her pussy and her belly. I was still kissing her and I hugged her tightly.I rested my body on hers and it was all sticky feeling on her belly and mine. I got up and looked down and was. She was sat on the sofa when I brought the mugs of coffee and patted the empty seat beside her indicating for me to sit there, which I did. She took hers off the tray and put them onto the small table. “Now”, she said, “I have a question to ask you”. “Okay, go ahead” I replied. “Well, you are no longer a boy; you are a young man now, so have you had sex yet?” I nearly choked on my biscuit and she laughed her head off then dropped the plate on the carpet. She leaned down to pick it up and I. She quickly obeyed, kneeling with her ass up in the air, knees spread well apart, and feet hanging off the edge. I cut a length off the rope that was holding her wrists together, leaving plenty still attached. With the part I had cut off, I tied each of her ankles to the legs of the couch. I looped some of the still-attached rope around her elbows, pulling them tightly together. I then took the end of the rope, went into her bedroom, and looped it around the leg of her bed like a pulley. .