Samantha gasped as her hands were bound behind her. Though she usually kept Kyle on the submissive side of things, she was not above heightening her o...n pleasure from time to time, and the way he was toying with her now fit the bill perfectly. She was not surprised when she felt him unhook her skirt. “Yes, exposing yourself in public, just like those three out there. We are going to have to order up a bigger paddy wagon to lock all of you up” Kyle said, teasing, his hand reaching up to cup her. You can't help it, you love women, even if you don't always have what they think is their best interests at heart. The gentle kiss you plant on her mouth is full of emotion and need, and it practically melts her. She wraps her arms around yours and her hesitation and fear become fuel in the fires of her lust. As your tongues dance above, you trace the outline of her womanhood, before probing deeply into the wetness of her netherlips, capturing her excited squeals.Her core is sopping. Burning.. Instead, she simply stood still, an unsure smile gracing her face as Geronimo began caressing her ass through her shorts, re-igniting the lust she’d felt earlier while riding behind him on his powerful bike."Want a drink to loosen up a little, Blondie?" he asked, squeezing her bottom playfully.She squeaked, giggling nervously, and then nodding, not trusting her voice. There was little doubt which way the party was going to go by this time. If she was going to enjoy it, she wanted to be at least. After dinner we took place on our upper berths and chatting something. Sarcastically and jovially I caught her arm few times, she was resisting the act and requested not to touch her. When I asked the reason she said that she is in some world which she wasn’t before, she said that she is not able to understand those feelings. Answered that it is giving good pleasure but feeling little worried about what’s happening in her. I asked her whether she is expecting the same, she asked what?I asked.