To my surprise, Mr. Boyd had sent someone to pick me up and take me to our dinner date.“Ah fuck, whatever,” I thought as I grabbed my purse. “I ...an’t please everybody.”I arrived at Noriega’s on time and Mr. Boyd was already waiting for me in what looked to be the most expensive private table at the place.“Wow,” he said, standing up to greet me.“Wow for yourself,” I said, looking at him in his black suit.We sat down and surprisingly to me, we only talked about work for a few minutes. He instead. He dug his fingers until he made me cry out in pain. He put the flat of the knife against my erect nipples and then he laughed when they contracted at the coldness. I tried to shrink away from the blade. "Do not dare to move, bitch… or I will cut you…” He treated me. Next he pinched my nipples cruelly with some kind of latex covered fingers. Tears come to my eyes. My hips jerked as I felt a rush of shame since I was reacting to his nasty touch. "You are a nice slut… I bet you have your pretty. ”“This night is proving very strange,” she said, stroking my shoulder. I kissed her lips.“I don’t get it,” she said at length, once we parted breathing a little heavily. I could hear Alan and Jacey going at it next door, and so could Lorraine. We looked at each other and laughed.“Look,” I said. “If the noise turns you on, we can have sex as well. I do have condoms, but...”“I don’t have to,” she finished for me. Then, “What’s wrong with me? Don’t I turn you on?”I led her hand to my cock, which. " What? You?" I asked quietly but in disbelief."Yes, baby," she whispered hotly. "I have always wanted to fuck you." In that case, it is mutual," I whispered back, still in disbelief."That's great," she said as she turned around, guiding my hands to her chest.She clasped her hands over her head, thrusting her tits forward and up, and humped her tight ass into my bulging crotch. I kneaded her lovely tits through her top and ground my crotch into her hot ass. "Yes, baby," she whispered. "I love.