He drops her to the bed and stand over her a little bit admiring the sight. HE laying on her back, with her shirt completely open, breasts exposed and...nipples hard. He crawled on top of her and began kissing her again. He reached down and slipped his hands behind her knees and pulled her legs back. His cock was now hard in his pants, and he begins grinding his cock against her pussy. She begins to moan, as he continues to keep pressure on her pussy. Mark looks over at the clock, its almost 10. I bent over and helped her up. again, we kissed and she broke off to plant kisses all over my chest. I scooped her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed laying her down gently. Lying alongside her my wet lips played with her breast with and tong, flicking and teasing her she let my hand wander down to her panties, she opened her legs slightly, through wet silk I could feel a firm pussy head, lips just open slightly as her legs spread slightly further. Her clitoris was hard not to miss. She just stands there looking at me a bit stunned.” May I? I say retrieving the cane and singling as if I ask to come in“um sure” she said a little surprise as I walk in slowly tapping my the heels of my boots up against her tile floor. Her room is very artful but dark. Painted black with some photo made pictures and a few arts set up around, a small tattoo station of the side with some of her stencils around the area. “oh an artist, I take it as I slightly point over to her station” looking at. He had let it grow and it was getting curly at the ends. He had an athlete's body, not yet fully developed, but lean and hard. He had on a t-shirt and basketball shorts, which he wouldn't have on for long if I could help it."Let's talk about masturbation," I said, trying to mask the excited anticipation in my voice. "I imagine at your age you must be masturbating a lot." I guess so." He leaned forward in his chair, resting his arms across his knees, obviously trying to hide his erection from.