"You know, if I told my father, you'd be ruined!" she told me in a stern tone."Fuck... please. No. Don't, this job is all I have. I swear to you, I'll...never do it again. Please, I'm begging you!" I said; my face said all those words and more of my fear and shame that I tried to express to her."Hmm. What were you thinking of when you were... you know...?" she said, before miming the action of her hand giving a quick jerking motion.I looked away in shame. She knew the answer before she'd even. When he got to my dick, the precum was already glistening along my dick. He grabbed it with his hands and played with it for a moment, seeming semi hesitant about putting it in his mouth.“Be a bitch, suck it…” I said in a sarcastic, ironic tone of voice. He smirked at me and dove in. He took the whole 6 inches in on his first try. I put my head back, my eyes were closed and my jaw was involuntarily sprung open at the sensation I got. His warm mouth, his warm saliva, and warm tongue were all I. . we have to stop." "Oh," I said and it was telling."We have to get out of here. I have an apartment down the street and you wanna go there?" Yes," No fears no regrets, nothing. I wanted him so bad that I could have probably raped him in the parking lot in front of these people. I went through my jacket and grabbed the keys to my Camry and watched as he hopped on his Grand Cherokee. I followed his car to a convenience store. He was only in for a minute and he came out with a small plastic bag.. One arm trapped the umbrella to her side; she caught the coat in a pinch at her waist. Her left knee banged into the briefcase, flipping her pens up in the air, where she plucked them with her right hand. Theoretically, that left one hand to grab the keys, but even a queen can't do it all. The keys hit the floor with a clang.I'd wanted to help, but that symphony of flailing arms and legs had paralyzed me with awe -- that, and I was afraid she'd clock me with a stray elbow. When the keys hit the.