I reach inside her jacket and fondle one of her tits. With her jacket on I hadn’t been able to get a good look. It’s not that big that’s all right; it’s perky as hell and perfectly proportioned. Which is good enough for me.
I grope her for a few seconds but don’t get much of an outward reaction. So I move my fingers to her nipple. I rub it between my fingertips to harden it up then give it a good hardy pinch.
She bites her bottom lip but doesn’t make a sound.
“Does that hurt?” I ask, my fingers still clamped on her nipple.
“A little.”
“Just a little?”
She nods.
I squeeze harder, twisting my han
d while I do so.
She gasps and glares at me.
“What about that?” I say. “Does that hurt?”
She nods.
“Do you like it?” I ask.
She nods again.
“Do you want me to do it again?”
She nods for the third time.
So I do, pinching and twisting her nipple even more aggressively this time.
Her legs start to buckle and she makes a low moaning sound.
I release her nipple and move my hand over to the other one. I give it the same treatment and she reacts similarly. So far, so good.
“Turn around,” I say.
She does as she’s told.
I spin the belt so the buckle is pressing against the back of her neck and my hand holding it is behind her head.
I step closer to her, so my chest is touching her back and my head is right behind hers. With my free hand I reach down and undo the top button on her leather shorts. She’s not wearing any panties. I slip my hand inside her shorts and slide a couple of fingers between her legs and start rubbing the outside of her shaved pussy.
“Do you like that?” I whisper into her ear.
She nods.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, sir,” she says.
I slip two fingers inside her and start finger-fucking her.