Herbreasts nearly spilling forth. Her nipples erect and excited, twindimples against the thin tank top he wore. The bottom of her asscheeks bare whe... standing and the shorts pulling tight against her hipswhen sitting. His cock throbbed and hardened and he reached for ituntil he realized where he was.Fuck! he gasped while turning to face away from the other men.He pushed the thought of her away and the men replaced her. Theirdefined muscles from hours spent at the gym. He'd never been able. He was caressing the firm, reddened flesh of her nicely rounded buttocks and, as well, his other hand had slipped under her chest to cup one of her hard-tipped breast mounds.Christina had never cried out but rather, at first, she had only whimpered. Now after three or four minutes of the pseudo-punishment, she was still whimpering but she was, at the same time, breathing hard as if she was about to cum. Her thickly bushed, plump mons was grinding on the firmness of his leg as she humped her. I lost my inhibitions and allowed myself to stare at his cock. His beautiful glistening cock. This time I didn’t answer quickly, in fact I don’t know if I said anything at all. I looked at him and took my time deciding how to proceed. I thought about my girlfriend, and what this might mean. But the more I gazed at that juicy dick, the more I realized… I wanted to taste it. This could very well be my one and only opportunity in life to touch and taste man meat. And maybe, just maybe if I was. Lori reminded me many times before. A man was never supposed to cover himself, especially his cock and ass. Punishment was a ball-busting. That was where a woman got to take a man's balls in her hand and slowly squeeze down on them. Thoughts of a ball-busting made me face the inevitable.Despite the embarrassment of showing an erection in public - and more important, an erection in front of Lori - I forced my hands behind me. I had to grab my wrists to resist the temptation to bring them.