You can feel the fingers move in your bush and force their way down to the lips. You can't hide anymore hat you are terribly excited. The fingers ente... so easily inside your pussy and to ease the passage, you have released your knees. Now the hand is really masturbating you, pressing on your clitoris, penetrating your vagina. Another hand pushes on one of your knees to suggest you to open your legs. You accept. You watch the hand moving on your cunt still by looking down your glasses. You are. "I don't have to ask if you have obeyed as I can see from the way yousat down you have kept to your instructions." He said.Before he could say anything else I pleaded with him not to do any thiselse, to let me go, to let out form this humiliation, I promised Iwouldn't do anything on the computers again, I promised I'd cut hislawns, clean his house, pay him, anything but this."I don't think so, I'd rather have as my fuck slave."A tear trickled down my face as I realised he wasn't going to. "Maybe," she said,"what did you decide on?" "Well," I said somewhat embarrassed, "I'd like to feel your mouth on me." "A blowjob," she laughed, "I should have guessed. You could have had anything and you ask for that." "It seems like a good choice to me." "Suit yourself, but you could have played with my nude body for hours. You could have have taken me from behind and watched my rear as you came. You could have felt my pussy or ass squeeze you as you climaxed. You could have tied me up or. Then I saved Bianca's number and made up my mind to call her."Hello," she answered my call in a trice."Hi. Are you Miss Bianca?" Yes, and may I ask who is speaking?" My name is Raymond-Raymond Evans, but you can call me Ray." Sorry, I don't know you." I think I must give you a hint Miss Bianca," I said. "We met last Sunday night at Philip & Marlene's bar. I was the guy who asked you for dance and then-dropped you at home." Oh!" I'm pretty sure you won't mind if we chat for a while." Er-I don't.