As I sat down I caught a glimpse of Deb's hand moving away from Nick's thigh back onto her own lap. “Did I miss anything interesting?” I asked. �...Not really” said Nick looking guilty. I chuckled and looked at Deb who was blushing again. I took hold of her hand and placed it back on Nick's thigh. Deb looked shocked but left her hand there. The palm of Deb's hand was sitting on Nick's cock and after a couple of seconds she relaxed and started gently moving back and forth over it. I smiled at Nick. And when reality stops spinning I find myself staring at the ceiling with my arms wrapped around Mr. Riley's neck and my legs wrapped around his waist.Desperately, I try to make sense of my senses. My bare breasts are pressing up against warm flesh. My top is gone! I feel something under me tickling my buttocks. And, oh my God, something soft and warm is nuzzling at the cleft of my labia!Slowly I begin to grasp what had happened, becoming more and more terrified with each realization. Between. Are you ready?" She nodded again."Put your hands back against the door, over your head, and don't move them." She did it.He unbuttoned her blouse then took her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and squeezed as hard as he could. She gasped, closed her mouth and her eyes, made little squeaking noises in her throat, but held still. He squeezed for almost a minute. After several seconds she started banging her rear against the door and shaking her head from side to side, but she kept her arms. She eased back down, taking her time. He took in a sharp breath as she settled onto his hips. {So deep... } The mask of her face didn't betray her feelings, but the wetness that had doused his pubic hair must have given him some indication. Her own hips moved forward and back, her clitoris sparking as it slid along. She pulled back further each time, stretching, flexing his erection more and more. {Just a hint of pain, a little uncertainty. Make him wonder how far I'll take it. Key him up....