* This is PART 5 of a 6 PART Series! *

The moment he quite literally cut my nylon leggings off... I just gave all over to him!

Frustration? Gone.
Anger? Gone.
Resolve? Non Fucking Existent.

By the time he started passionately kissing me (and I gleefully found myself kissing back) I couldn’t even picture him as the creepy, pathetic perv I had been convinced he was, no matter how hard I tried!

He was a good kisser... And he definitely knew his way around a woman’s body in such a sensual way that I had rarely experienced in my life!

I knew ...

* This is PART 5 of a 6 PART Series! *

The moment he quite literally cut my nylon leggings off... I just gave all over to him!

Frustration? Gone.
Anger? Gone.
Resolve? Non Fucking Existent.

By the time he started passionately kissing me (and I gleefully found myself kissing back) I couldn’t even picture him as the creepy, pathetic perv I had been convinced he was, no matter how hard I tried!

He was a good kisser... And he definitely knew his way around a woman’s body in such a sensual way that I had rarely experienced in my life!

I knew he wasn’t gonna let me cum instantly, that just wasn’t his style, but by the gentle passion in his touch I knew he was definitely gonna let at some point, so I completely gave over! He had even untied my ankles so I could have fought, could have flailed, could have made some kind of attempt to escape my position on the table... But I didn’t.

Instead I kept my legs happily open for him as he finally gave my body the blissful bound orgasm I had been fantasizing about for years...

Several times.

As the last of my many orgasm bubbled out of my tired, happy, helpless body, I found myself hoping that he wasn't done with me... My pussy had so much more it wanted! I wanted to be teased and edged like a horny, moaning, begging slut MORE!

Would he disappear off into the world once more like he had done that first time, or would he use me like the horny little tickle-tease slut that he had turned me into?

To Be Continued... (?)