What I immediately noticed was her pajama top was wide open and her beautiful full tits were laying there in all their beauty. I started to caress my ...rotch while I moved a little further in and saw her erect nipples. My cock got harder as pondered what to do. Taking my cock out I started to jerk on it as I inched closer to the bed. By now I decided to go ahead and I quickly took off my pants and shorts and held my firm erect cock in my hand. Moving quietly up next to the bed, I inched forward. "Try these on please baby," He said smiling and then added cheekily, "If you need any help, let me know..." I laughed and danced of into the changing rooms. I decided to try the purple set on first, as I knew it was his favorite colour on me. Once I had slipped them on, I looked in the mirror to check how they looked. I was happy with my reflection, a short, slender girl standing at about 5'4, with a flat tummy and 36DD boobs. My lightly curly blonde hair fell down over my shoulders and rested. Each time my massage reached her shoulder, I pulled her backwards towards me, inch by inch. I paused for a second before deciding I was going to pull her ass onto my cock to get a reaction. If she pulled off…no joy…if she stayed put…we gonna fuck. Our colleague must have known but said nothing and just watched the band…I was stood in the middle of a crowded pub with my hot throbbing cock attached to her pert bum. She didn’t move and after a few seconds nuzzled me, moaning softly, her head. Hell! It isn't even my decision tomake, and just thinking about that sort of shit scares thehell out of me! Look, kiddo! When somebody even mentionstorture chambers, guess what immediately comes to mind? Aniron maiden? Thumb screws? The rack? One of those facecages that they dropped live rats into? Oh, no! As strangeas it might sound, when somebody mentions torture chambers,right off, I form a mental picture of one of thosediabolical examining tables that gynecologists use, youknow, with those.