I win, so he loses his shirt. Thankfully, he's sitting behind me, so I can't be distracted with wanting to lick and nip every inch of his body. We pla... again, but this time I lose. I take over my over-shirt, leaving me in a black tank top and a pair of loose grey long shorts. Another battle- it's heated, but I win somehow. He whines jokingly, but locks the door and drops his jeans. I see the boxers that had teased me earlier, peeking from his jeans. I try not to stare, knowing his dick is mere. Teague proudly produced a photo of his daughter, and doubled the size of his restaurant's advertising. For once, he didn't press me to accept the job he'd offered. Had his business slowed down, or had he given up on my accepting?The Saturday morning production was interrupted several times, partially because the actors were distracted by the photographer snapping pictures, and partially because I'd expanded the scripts to include all the actors, and that created confusion. The photographer took. I was starting to bulge with a growing excitement as I thought of making love here in the park. What if we were caught! Would we go to jail!! "let's sit down" you say softly as you step to a tree, spin around, sit down and extend your arms to me as you lean back against the tree. Then I notice your own bulging cock and I rapidly lean back against your beautiful, hot body and take in your fragrance, feeling your hardness contacting my lower back. "Ummmmm, this is nice, honey". Your arm. Then you bring the other side up and place it between my balls and snap it into to place. The strap allows my cock to get hard. It also makes it bigger and stay harder longer. You have me get up on the bed and sit up with my legs spread. You bucket each ankle into a leather cuff. You release my wrists from the handcuffs and have me lay back. You place my wrists in the leather cuffs. I am now spread eagle, face up on the bed. You place a blindfold over my eyes. I protest. .