Michele feels the girth of his tumescent penis though the layers of her clothing. She does not respond and allows Jamhal to do what he is doing, hopin... to get it over with.Jamhal's kisses are hard and insistent he can taste her lipstick and makeup."Yes Mukhannath! You taste, smell, and feel like a girl; but you have the parts of a boy" Jamhal moans.Jamhal reaches down again struggling with his erection; he pushes it down then releases it so that it springs forward and at the same time he forces. " She looked a bit confused and almost upset.I reached over my head for the oil, she grabbed it and poured some on my cock. I grabbed it and started jerking it. She reached for it instinctively and I said "NO! YOU watch me. I want to jerk off in front of you. You just watch me masturbate and cum." I was touching my nipple and she reached and asked OK? yes, but you watch my cock.My left hand began masturbating in front of this beautiful, petite, A-cup girl. My right hand grabbed her tight, tiny. Clearly, Lewis intended that I would suffer and I began to mentally prepare myself for the climbdown that I knew would be inevitable. He wanted to reduce my influence. I had to accept that this could be very awkward and that I was going to have to allow him some form of control over me. Maybe he would make me help him with a promotion at work, or make me carry out some home repairs for him. Naively, I couldn’t see what else I could do for him.And yet as I walked reluctantly, nervously,. Strangers in the night. Perhaps that was what Sinatra was singing about. We end up behind an industrial building, a factory that looks closed, out of business for some time. The weeds grow uncontrolled through the cracks in the pavement in the parking lot behind the building. No lights. Just darkness and solitude. The air is heavy and your van does not have air-conditioning. We park and move to the back seat, locking the doors and opening the windows just a crack. Manual not electric windows..