Her hand grasped mine and she pulled my hand to her cock. I jolted at the touch of it, but then began to rub it. “Good but that’s not it.” I sto...ped and looked into her eyes. I could tell she was enjoying torturing me. “Get on your knees” and she put her hand on my shoulders gently pushing me down. I was terrified; thoughts of my wife’s reaction filled my head. All in all I was powerless, and she knew it. I wonder how many other strait men she had seduced in a similar fashion.I knelt before her. At 7:00 P.M. we met at the Hilton in down town San Francisco. She met me at the door to her room wearing a tight mini skirt, and almost transparent blouse. This was NOT the lady I had met earlier in the tailored suit and hair tightly tied in a bun on her head. She was beautiful, and INCREDIBLY sexy. Our conversation over a hastily arranged lunch the day before had made me aware of her interest and fascination with B&D and all that it represents, so I had with me a number of toys with which I. Her eyes tinder as she looks at all the blinking lights over the control panel. "You’re not supposed to be in here!" he says. "I better close the door."And so he does, she takes a step forward in the cramped little cabin and feels how she stumble over his foot. Strong hands grab her arms holding her in place. On the verge of hurting she cant help but feel some sort of electric charge rush through her body, she notice she’s holding her breath, wondering why she got the feeling she wanted to rip. She tried for a moment, but then gave up and leaned back on her hands, her breasts pushed out insolently. Her thighs half parted, revealing a hint of that smooth, silken slit between them.Abel groaned, stroking his cock close to her face. Her eyes were sparkling and wide. “Lie back and spread for me, Summer. I promise you’re safe with me, but fucking spread for me now.”She looked up at his face a moment. It was clear from the watery glint in her eyes that no one had ever spoken to her that way.