He was growing increasingly confident telling us what to do, but he still had apprehension about being too strict on us on his face.“Sir, since I co...ldn’t control my snotty tone when talking about my bed, I beg that you punish me there,” I stood up and took his hand. “It isn’t my bed anymore. It is yours! I don’t have a bed. Please punish me on it?” I rubbed his cock through his corduroy shorts.Honey and Candy knew I was trying to seduce him but not why. They seemed stunned that I would try to. She was too startled to stop me, and Igrabbed her other wrist and yanked it behind her before she realized what Iwas doing, making her drop her book. I flicked the tape over this wrist tooand it stuck to her like it had been waiting for her all its life. "Elliot! What the hell?" It took maybe two seconds and I had her wrists taped behind her back. I smelledher perfume, the same perfume that had driven me so crazy on our date. Yeah,she had dressed all right, trying to impress someone. That was. He pressed something on his phone and suddenly the panty started buzzing. I immediately felt pressure on my clit. ‘Now that’s only level one’ he said smiling. The horrific realization was yet to hit me. He pressed his phone again and suddenly the vibrations became a little more uncomfortable. I unfolded my legs and said ‘Oh my, what are you doing’. He simply smiled and again pressed something on his phone. The pressure increased even more and I started feeling getting aroused. I remembered the. Adam looks down, dropping his hands to my shoulders supporting himself up, shudders, grunts, and cums exactly where he should, between my breasts. Surprised, his hands press into my shoulders, and is still hard. It doesn’t take him long to figure it out. Grunting, thrusting forward and up with his hips, his still hard cock sliding under the belt and between my breasts, his cum lubing his shaft as he thrusts. The noises alone, the grunting, the sloshing sound his cock makes, the heat from the.