She knew what she wanted. The pills were gold.They didn’t make it to the bedroom. They got as far as the living room and suddenly Jessica turned aro...nd and pulled hard. His newly-unfamiliar inertia pulled him off balance and he fell onto a white leather couch. In moments she was on him, pawing at his shirt, fumbling with the buttons. Her toned ass started grinding against him. The restaurant was quickly forgotten.“Jess, are you--” he started, but she shut him up with her lips. She mashed them. Kissing first the head, she worked her way down the shaft covered with a tangle of bulging blue veins to the base where she nuzzled into his soft curly black hair. Caressing his low hanging balls, she deeply inhaled the fragrance of his manly musk. Her nostrils flared and her eyes seemed to glaze over as if she were drifting off into a fog. She nestled her face in his scrotum, wallowing in his scent for a minute or so before kissing her way back up the stalk of his dick along the prominent cock. I start on the left side, sucking gently until your small pink nipple becomes stiff, standing at attention. My tongue flicks across it, eliciting mewls of delight, such sweet sounds melt my heart. You bite your bottom lip when I blow on the now-wet nipple, the mixture of my warm breath and the wetness create a cooling effect, and you arch your back. But just for a moment, you’re enjoying this, I’m enjoying you. I take it back in my mouth, sucking again until I think you’ve had enough. I. The winner would be in the championship match Sunday night, I faced the loser tomorrow night. I found a place close to the ring where I could watch the match without interruption. I wanted to watch this match for strategic reasons, inasmuch as I faced the loser tomorrow night. I felt a knot of anxiety forming in my belly at the thought of facing Tyger tomorrow night. I still didn’t feel ready to face her again. Of course, facing Dominatrix would be no picnic either. She was taller and stronger.