It felt even better. It was another thing she shouldn't be doing. The driver might see her and know what she was doing. It was so naughty. She loved i....Suddenly she wondered when her next trip out of town would be. She wondered who she would meet... who she would find there to... play with. Yeah, that's what she would call it--how she'd think of it. It was playing. It wasn't serious. She wondered what the man would look like, what he would smell like, how he would taste... Her cell phone. Now they were bored with blowjobs and wanted to do something else. So they got a pair of clamps somewhere from the boy’s hostel and attached them to my nipples and I cried out in pain.They got more excited at attached some books to it and pain was not increasing. While I shouted, one of the monsters inserted his dick in my mouth so that I can’t shout. I couldn’t do anything as my hands were tied and I couldn’t even shout.They all started laughing at my pitiful condition. This went on for about. She started hitting on me; I knew it was the booze so I told her to sleep it off. She wouldn’t listen so I went to get a glass of water. When I came back, she was passed out. Then I saw it, her beautifully pedicure delicious white toes; like little angles. I couldn’t get them out of my mind. I picked up her shoes and then her socks, I took a sniff; it was heaven her perfume mixed with her sweat was intoxicating. I got hard instantly. I reached into my pants and started to stroke my cock. It. We adjust our clothes and head for the lift it seems I will have to wait till later In the lift we discuss restaurants and pubs I mention a quiet discrete bistro ten minutes by cab with that decided she looks very blonde and says what about you, dropping to her knees in the lift and lifting my skirt, moving my soggy knickers to one side she places her long tongue gently on my sex, looks up smiles then keeping eye contact laps at my clitoris working round then across as the drop.