I couldn’t. This helplessness made it more exciting. I felt so helpless. So weak. So naughty.I shifted over and groaned as his dick nudged my butt-c...eek. I couldn’t grab his shaft and guide it to my cunt. I had to wiggle my hips, feeling his cock sliding around my crotch, probing into my trimmed, black bush. I gasped as the tip brushed my clit. I shifted forward, feeling that spongy crown against my slit.It was right at my pussy. I just had to press down and... I groaned as his dick popped. A look of lust came across her face, and her eyelids slightly closed as she asked what that meant in my relationship. I advised her, my girlfriend really isn't all that into sex, so I can play four or five times a month.I couldn't decide if her perfume was in overdrive or if the slight scent I was detecting was her kitty. By now she had leaned back against her desk, and one hand was slowly working it's way up her blouse."Have you had your four or five times this month?" she purred to me."No!". Show her slave…show her your spunk that you’ve got in your balls…….lets see you CUM”I could do nothing, My body and mind only wanted to feel the pure sexual pleasure of ejaculation. Cum shot out of the tip of my cock as I orgasmed and some hit Lisa,s top. It was so powerful, and my cock pulsated trying to get more and more of my sperm out into the world from my balls.I stood exhausted, and looked at Lisa and felt the humiliation of this eighteen year old seeing me being sexually abused by a. He turned on the reading lamp beside the bed.“You were good tonight,” he said, taking her guitar case from her and standing it up against the wall.The emotion she remembered from the concert rushed back and washed all over her and her eyes glazed over slightly.“It was magical,” she sighed. “It’s never been like that.”“You were good,” he said again.Her eyes cleared and she looked at his. He was looking at her chest. It was only the second time he’d ever done that, at least that she’d noticed..