"Oh don't be daft!" protested Melanie, "You've just been as intimatewith me as anybody can be. What are you ashamed of?"I lay silent and still, a cond...tion, which totally belied my mind. In myhead I was doing back-flips as I searched desperately for a remedy.Nervously I broached the subject of boys."Shouldn't we only be doing this with boys?" I ventured."Huh! What; and get pregnant? That would really foul things up!" But the boy doesn't have to -, have to-, you know." "Boys always want to -,. MMMMFFFFFSSS …AHHHHHSSAIIII” she moaned as i increased the force and intensity of my strokes.I was ramming her pussy and playing with her bppbs.. we hugged and kissed and i enjoyed how her boobs rubbed on my body. i fucked her for half hour and i could feel the grip of her pussy increasing. I fucked her harder “ahhhhaaa aaaaaaa aaiii meri chutttt ssss ammmmm ahhh chodo saab assss aaaaa..mai jhad rahi hu saab ..chodo apni rand ko aur jor se aaasss….kya mas lund haiii ooooooouuuu ooouuuss. “Did I tell you to turn around!” I said. Jazz went to turn back but I stopped her, grabbing her hair, “Oh no you don’t” I said. I reared up, still on my knees, so that her face now was in line with the bulge in my towel. “Only fair that I get some enjoyment out of this” I exclaimed (As if I hadn’t enjoyed and still do to this day enjoy licking pussy as much as actually having intercourse). Her hand reached up to my bulge, she gave me a pleading look with those deep soulful oriental eyes and I. To makematters worse the corset was holding up the stockings on my legs. Thesewere shiny black and very sheer, my legs seemed to glimmer in thespotlights' glare and I realised that they had been shaved. On my feetwere black stiletto open toed sandals and I noticed brightly painted toenails poking through the sheer stockings.I shuffled uneasily around to see what was going on behind when mysuspicions were confirmed, handcuffs. Not just on my wrists but aroundmy elbows too, pulling them in.