“Could you please help me move these boxes into my room. They are pretty heavy,” she said in humorous tune “are you sure you can handle them?”...��Oh, I think that I can manage.” I was so energized with the newly formed image of her in my head. I had no trouble with the boxes.“I had never noticed that you were so strong, do you work out?”“Well…yea. I and some of my friends work out after school, its nothing much really” I said, “do you need anything else?”“Well yes. Could you take that one box to. .and here I am. ?I am looking at her, she looks devastatingly beautiful.She tells me to lie down on the bondage table. ?Once I do, she proceeds to completely immobilize me using a combination of leather straps and rope. ?Then she applies some tweezers clamps on my nipples and start touching me ?very sensually teasing me with her hands, feet, pussies, breast, and ass. ?She would insert a couple of fingers in her pussy, take them out glistening with her wetness and insert them in my mouth. "Now that's a hell of a way to greet a guy". Confused I followed his gaze down and suddenly realised, my zip still undone and as I was not wearing any underwear my hard cock was poking out. The realisation of my situation turned me on even more. Anyone from the other flats could have walked out and seen. I moved to put it away when he reached out and grabbed my hand. "Don't" he said. I smiled back, "You better come with me" I led him to my flat and closed my door behind him. He walked. ”“Oh,” I smiled. “Nice twist.”“He is going to need another drink,” one of the guys said.“Actually, I was thinking of getting the punch bowl,” I said as I looked at the drink menu.“Oh, is that the shareable one?” Tiffany asked.“Yes,” the waiter said. “It comes in a two share or a five-share bowl, which do you want?”I looked at the others, and most of them shook their head. “We can share it,” Tiffany said as she looked at me.“Sure,” I replied.“Okay,” one of the women said. “I have never cheated.