So i casually strutted his way with my cart. He stopped me..we struck up a conversation that lasted about 20min..the whole time my pussy was dripping ...ith desire. We exchanged numbers then i went on my way.Later that night i called him..asking him to join me for a movie. Needless to say I just wanted to fuck him. So when he showed up with wine in his hand, we chatted for a while, then began to watch the movie. I had a difficult time keeping my eyes off of him..I wondered what was in his jeans.. .. Why didn't you get bigger ones?" He looked ready to cry."Why would I do that?" I was starting to get angry, actually, realizing that my boyfriend liked my tits more than he liked me.We both looked down at my chest."I thought you'd be happy for me," I looked at him. "For us." Well, baby ... I'm not." He turned around and left.My father was there, just around the corner and I ran to him, hugging him as I started to cry. He stroked my hair and kissed the top of my head."Hmmm, that went better. Soon I felt his cock swell even thicker than ever and before I could even complete that thought he pushed into me harder than ever before and I could feel him pulsing in my throat and I felt the warmth of his cum slip down into me.Suddenly the thing on my clit was buzzing so much faster, before I could make sense of what was happening my body shook uncontrollably, I orgasmed so hard that I pulled on my ankle cuffs and wrists so much that I felt the cuffs biting into my skin, I thought I'd pull. She seemed to concentrate all of her energies on keeping the camera still and recording my humiliation. Delon may have been right. She didn’t even seem to notice when her dress fell open and his hands began to explore her snow-white flesh.I swear! That girl’s skin looks like she has never been outdoors when the sun was up!Delon slid Cindy’s dress down off her shoulders and she obligingly moved the camera from one hand to the other while she pulled her arms free. She still acted like she wasn’t.