Demand some answers

With Faye's huge breasts barely contained within her spandex at the top of your vision, her hands grip your cheeks firmly and holds your head in place. Faye peeks down between her own breasts towards you and smiles. You Look back at her with some trepidation, feeling her soft thighs against your back, her warm hands caressing your face. You feel a sense of imprisonment wash over you as she holds you securely against her body.

"Do you have a partner John?"

"Uhh.. yeah i do.." You stammer. You have never met a woman who was so aggressive towards you.

"Uh huh.. Is she a big girl like me?" Your hands start wandering on their own accord, feeling up her calves behind you. Their strength and muscular tone is evident and clear.

"No.. she is a little gi.. a small la.. a short woman.." you stammer.

"Uh huh.." Talking, never your strong point, seems to have gotten up and left you. You feel Faye gently push your head back against her soft lycra clad thighs.

"Does she handle you good? Keep you satisfied?" Now her hands were moving their way lower down your front and fast approached your own crotch, but you dare not move a muscle of your own.

You pause as you feel her hand touch your surprisingly hard erection and actually moan a little as she grips it, the sensation sending sparks of energy through your body. "uhh.. as well as can be expected.."

"I'm sure.." She smiles and makes a little moan before releasing your 8" inch cock and straightens up, freeing you from her ministrations.

"Lets get this bed build!" She says with excitement.

You take a few moments to release the breath you have been inadvertently holding and then stand up. With Faye's help, you both assemble the rest of the bed without further incident.

She thanks you with heartfelt sincerity and lets you go back home.