Turbo kept his arm tightly wrapped around Miz's body, preventing her from pulling away.  There was a bit more difficulty, especially since he was using the same arm that he was holding her with, but he was able to slip the knitted top over Miz's breasts, exposing them for everyone else to see.  The ex-cop absolutely loved the fact that he was right about the girl's nipples going hard.  What he loved enough more was the wet and sticky juices that were leaking from that tight little pussy.  "Oh?  What's this?  Are you actually getting wet now?  I think you are, you naughty little slut."<br/><br/>That hand under those jeans kept tugging and pulling away at the girl's pussy lips.  He rubbed that moistening slit with the tip of his middle finger, trailing it up toward the clit.  Now that he was getting plenty of response from his victim, he decided to brush up against that tiny little nubbin.  He coaxed the little button of flesh out from its hiding spot and touched the sides of it with his thumb and middle finger.  His index finger pressed up against the tip of the clit, moving it up and down...<br/><br/>"Just tell me whether or not you're a virgin.  If you answer truthfully, I promise I won't take away your virginity, okay?" Turbo grinned maliciously as he pulled his hand out from Miz's jeans.  He proceeded to unbutton and unzip those jeans, then pulled down down to her knees so as to trap her legs as well.  He was almost certain that the girl he had trapped was a virgin.  "Of course, I'll have to check for myself, but think of it this way.  If you don't answer, you're losing your virginity for sure.  If you do, there's still a chance I'll keep my word.  What'll it be?"<br/><br/>He leaned forward, pressing his weight into the girl's back and pushing her down to the floor.  He slammed his knee against the back of Miz's left knee so that she would be brought down into a kneeling position.  Once he had her on the floor, he continued pulling her shirt up and over her head.  He didn't care that he was stretching the knitted top and most likely ruining it.  He pulled it over her head and down to her upper arms, binding them in the same way her wrists were cuffed.  He then took a fistful of Miz's hair so as to hold her head down against the floor.  His hand reached down against and started stroking that slit, this time from behind.  Turbo whispered into the Japanese girl's ear.  "Last chance..."