He started thrusting deeper, gagging me as he went further and further, holding me onto his cock and letting me up for air. After getting used to the ...hythm, he pulled out, and he groaned. "Here it comes, slut, your first load of cum, and you get it all over your face."I let out another moan as I felt the first jet hit my cheeks, followed by more. Some went into my mouth and on my lips, some across my face and forehead. I sat there, collar chained to the wall pipe behind me, panting as I tasted. Ann was wearing a skirt, nylons and open-toed high heels and sat opposite me as we chatted. I couldn't take my eyes off her feet. She had bright red painted toe nails which looked so sexy beneath the barely black nylon. I imagined kissing her feet, sucking her nylon clad toes, slowly kissing my way up her gorgeous legs. I felt my cock stiffen. As we chatted she'd cross and uncross hers legs. Each time I'd get a glimpse of her nylon clad thighs. By this time my cock was almost bursting out of my. He lowers his gaze and notices that my strap has slipped off. He takes his hand and plays with the strap not quite putting it back up my shoulder. His fingers stroke my arm and I moan softly. I'm biting my bottom lip and he notices. He groans inwardly. It looks like it's becoming too much for him. He suddenly grabs my arm and turns around pulling me along with him as he tries to bulldoze his way through the crowd.We're finally in some dark corner, away from the lights, the music and the crowd.. "If it’s not too much trouble," he replied sheepishly. "When does your dad get home from work?" I asked. "Like around 5:30-6:00," he noted. My neighbor and I surmised that we had a good solid two hours a day Monday through Thursday that we were completely unsupervised and three hours on Friday. So we started to explore our sexual options. I rolled my finger at him in a come-hither motion. I was sitting on his futon that was currently pulled up into a couch. He jumped up and shot over to me.