He doesn't give you much choice

Bob doesn't give you much choice. He uses his large arms to push you to your knees, and then the head of his big cock is rubbing against your lips. You are still trying to think of a way out of this, and he is trying to **** his hardon into your mouth.

"It'll go a lot quicker if you open up," he said, still smiling. He takes one hand off your shoulder, reaches down and starts stroking himself right at your mouth. "But the site of you down on your knees is enough to get me there."

A million different thoughts are running through your head at once, but the most shocking, at least to you, was that you didn't even have to try. As a guy, you've always had to chase the women and convince THEM to make out with you, give you a blowjob or to have sex. Women never behaved that way, at least not in your experience. There was something to be said about someone wanting you that badly. It made you understand a little more about why women played hard to get.

"You like that big cock, you married little slut?" Bob asked as he jerked off. "I'm about to have a big surprise for you."

The real surprise for you was that you felt your cock starting to get hard under your dress.