All the while I’m still licking the outer lips. You start pressing down on my hand, wanting more. I take your hand and tell you to continue this whi...e I get undressed. I stand and remove my shirt and I feel your nails lightly on my chest. I throw my shirt to the floor and look at you as you undo my belt and zipper anxiously. You pull down my jeans and see the hardness of my cock straining on my shorts. You rub the bulge with a glazed look in your eye and realize just how hard it is. You tug my. So Sandeman ... how about I pull those little white pants down for you and fuck you from behind while you’re tied to that desk? ... well if you want me to erase that message”“What do you mean Sir” I struggle against the rope but it’s no use they are to tight“Did you hear me Sandeman?”“Yeah ... I heard you.” I wriggled futilely against my bonds trying to free myself“It’s up to you Sandeman.”“Do I have any choice Sir?”I was back in that situation with no option but to let him fuck me, I stop. It wasn’t a passionate French kiss, just a warm lingering kiss on my lips, but it made my long nipples hard and my pussy wet nonetheless.“What?” He asked me when he broke our kiss and saw the look on my face.“I’ve never ... that’s the first time I’ve been kissed like that.”He looked shocked, “No way! That’s impossible!”“Jeff, this is the first official date I’ve ever been on.” When I saw the look of total surprise on his face, I felt the need to explain, “I’ve always been ... well, embarrassed. We never said that you had to have to have a social life. Youcan go to school and come home and marinate in your room if you like, butyou'll be doing it as a girl, although I simply do not see you staying homeall the time. I think that's going to become very tedious very quickly.Watching everyone else going to the dances, movies, out for pizza, footballgames, whatever, and you'll be in your room. But, if that's what you want,go for it!"I expected more of an argument, but mom smugly left me.