He groaned and pulled her, roughly this time, into another intense kiss. His hands found her breasts through the cotton of her shirt, and he pinched h...r nipples, hard. She whimpered into his mouth. He pulled away and grabbed his coat out from behind the drivers’ seat. He laid it on the floor and grinned up at her. ‘Before we do this,’ she said, a little breathlessly, ‘what’s your name?’ ‘Peter,’ he laughed. She smirked at the likeness she’d always compared him to in her mind. ‘What’s yours?’ he. Her cheap perfume has me nauseous. Putting the two large, good smelling bags in the back seat, I drive back to the apartment building. The further we travel from the restaurant, the more frightened she looks.“Don’t worry; I will drive you home after dinner. I am not in the habit of kidnapping would be street walkers.”“Where are we going?”“To my apartment.”She settles into the seat and relishes the heat, while watching me and the streets we are traveling, trying to figure her way home. As we. We had made a deal and I promised him that no one would find out, I said we would reschedule the finance meeting and I would tell Cherry that he had called me to say he couldn't make it, so she wouldn't even know he had been there. Daniel promised to contact me on Wednesday with an update and then he left. Not wanting to waste an opportunity I went outside and told Cherry that it had worked as planned and how I saw him with his cock in hand jerking off as he watched her. Cherry passed me. He relights the pipe and I inhale the smoke deeply again. I’m in my own little world, just me, my pussy, Carlos’s cock, and the girl on the stage, all merging into an erotic dream. I’m torn between wanting to see the show and wanting Carlos to take me somewhere and fuck me slowly to death.My attention is drawn back to the stage. The girl picks up a picture from the dressing table, looks longingly at it for a moment, and then presses it tenderly to her full breasts., outlined clearly beneath.