Then I was staring at the floor on the other side of her, my heart pounding so loudly it hurt. My belly settled across her lap, my legs dangling. I could feel my shorts tight across my bum and my face burned with shame. This was impossibly humiliating. I moaned, wiggling as best I could. “Be still,” came the sweet voice, and I felt a hand gently squeeze my bottom. I’d never felt anyone grab me like that and I froze in fear and wonder. My body quivered with bewilderment. Electricity was shooting through me. I sweated profusely though the room was cool. My mouth was dry and I could not speak. The hand rubbed my bottom gently, caressing me, and I felt like I would explode the tension inside me was so great.
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