I dimmed the lights and pulled her to me again, kissing her deeply. I cupped a breast in my hand, squeezing it firmly but not too hard. Maria Elena pr...ssed her breast into my hand and answered my tongue with hers."Honey," I said, "these clothes are just going to get all wrinkled. Why don't we take them off?"She pulled my ear down to her lips. "Why don't you take them off for me?" she said, and put the tip of her tongue in my ear. Then she moved her mouth to the corner of my jaw and nipped down. While the intruder was washing his hands around the corner at the washbasin, my tormentor turned back toward me. His cock had now grown to massive size as he continued to slowly stroke it. "You gonna suck my dick or what, bitch?", he whispered, even before the other fellow had left the restroom.I didn't need any further coaxing. In my suit and tie, I dropped to my knees in front of this impressive stud and took a firm grip on his hefty cock. His dick seemed to radiate with heat. My hand barely. Even still, it takes her a good ten minutes to make me hard. When she does, she impales herself hard and fast. I am almost all the way bottomed out on her first lunge. It makes her scream in pain. Ordinarily, I would feel sorry for her, but not today, not the way this date has gone.She holds still for a while. Then she leans forward and lays on top of me, kissing me with more passion than she ever has before. In contrast, I kiss back with the least enthusiasm I have ever shown her.Once she is. It must have been rubbing her hand before (she had been rubbing it with her foot, after all), and now noticed it was gone. She spared a glance down at my panties, and saw no protruding tent where cock had been. She smailed, and said, “What’s the matter, ‘Julie’, are you scared of Vicky? I know I’m the Alpha female here… are you SCARED of me?” At the word ‘scared’ she squeezed my balla again.“YES!”, I yelped.“Yes WHAT?!”, she asked, increasing the pressure.“YES VICKY PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!”, I.