I smell the musky scent of leather and I imagine a long leather coat that he is using to shield his actions from prying eyes. Next, there is cold meta... around my wrist where I hold on to the pole in front of me. My other arm is grabbed roughly and it too is cuffed, binding me to the pole. Now his hands go to work in earnest, one unbuttons my blouse enough for him to graze my left nipple with his calloused hand, making it pucker up despite the heat of so many bodies pressed into this subway car.. Like that prophet showed us. The past week has been really bad for that very reason. Granted, I am easy. The kids asked what I wanted and got me the sewing machine I wanted. And I love it. But they are driving me crazy with one another. My older daughter bought her brother a Kindle Fire. So he felt he had to outdo her. He asked me what he should get her. I responded that she always complains about not having a boyfriend at the holidays because she wants jewelry (No, I do NOT know where she gets. He didn’t—instead, he proceeded to undress, folding his clothes neatly and setting them on the window seat. Finally, he straightened up and stared back, clad only in his long linen shirt. He was cold too, I could see, with that acute awareness that comes with fear, the gold hairs on his legs stand up. John was beautiful, that much I could not deny. He had a finely chiseled, aristocratic face. Strong chin, striking blue eyes, nose straight as a knife’s edge. His lips were full and expressive,. He now knew the boot was firmly on the other foot. He bowed his head as he responded."I do admit to have been excited by their fear, especially on those occasions where they had been keen to have sex, and then been unsure when faced with my erection." Hortense smiled wickedly at him; she was pleased with her immediate progress, and now had a confession which gave her licence to award punishment. Her pussy tingled with arousal as her enjoyment of the situation increased. Fenton's cock stiffened.