Finally, I put on the bra. My hands were trembling as I wrapped it aroundmy waist and clipped the clasp together from the front, before turningthe bra...around and raising it up my chest and slipping my arms throughthe shoulder straps. It was quite a battle and I was concerned about thebra being stretched or damaged in the process. My bra fitted, as I had expected it to, but it was very tight although Ihad no time to adjust it. Because of its moulded shape, it made me looklike I had breasts. You laugh and ask, “Are you hard for me, boy?” You know the answer but you like to hear me say it. This is all part of it for you; you get off on dominating and humiliating your cocksuckers. “Well,” you ask again, “are you hard for me?”My face flushes as I respond with a whispered, “yes.”“’Yes’ what?” you continue, demanding that I say all the words. “Say it, boy.”I look down at my little stiffy, tenting my pink panties. “Yes. I am hard for you,” I reply with the same low whisper – the walls. He told me that when they met for the first time she sucked his dick. They went to watch a movie there she sucked him and got fingered after that day I started to have wrong intentions for her in my mind. Rohan introduced me to her and we started talking on fb….. I used to flirt a lot with her and she always used to respond me with good replies and showed her interest. And one day she told me that aaj rohan mujhse milne aa raha h and I was like achi baat h and after an hour or so she told that. On the way to the second bar, I told my wife to let her skirt ride up just a little too high. Walking into the second bar, there were booths of to the side. We immediately claimed a booth, and waited to catch someone, anyones eyes. With our backs to the wall, I told her to pull up her shirt and flash the crowd until she was sure someone saw. She made eye contact with him, and he seemed to choke on his drink. I saw the look of enjoyment on her face and I realized how much it turns both of us on.