"Now tell me the truth," she said. "When I told you that, did it make you a little ... well, horny?"He grew beet-red and immediately turned away."No, ...t's okay," she hurriedly reassured him, leaning in and putting a friendly arm around him. "You're a fourteen-year old boy. That's pretty much expected. You probably think of sex all day long." I do not!" Well if you don't, then there's something wrong with you. Look. It doesn't bother me a bit to be talking about these things. Why should it. The slap of my hips against her ass was met with a grunt from her, but with her jaws clenched on the facecloth, not much noise came through.I started using my grip on her to both push her away and pull her back, at the same time as my hips worked back and forth. This was going to be more like a quickie than a session of love-making, but neither of us would really notice the difference, since the goal was an orgasm rather than an extended bout of pleasure.In no more than a few minutes I started. A jet specially matchedto her clit, just softly constantly caressing her clit forever. It was drivingher insane, as it was far too mild to make her orgasm, just enough to continuouslyremind her that now she was vulnerable, she was alive, and that she was a sexualcreature. In time she wanted to cum, it was too much, and she didn't care noweven if it was rape. Anything to cease the burning of need in her cunt. Thenthe lights went out, left alone in the tank being fed air alone in the darkwith. No Way (I thought!) was I going to let myself in for somethinglike this"In that case," I tried to sound like a prospective customer who justcouldn't make up his mind, "I'm afraid I'll have to think it over somemore. Naturally, if I could view the---" How unfortunate." He rose and retracted the papers in one smoothmotion. "However we'll welcome you here at any time you change yourmind. Now if you'll excuse me...."In less time than I knew, he had escorted me to the outer office. "I'llcall a.