I'm a businesswoman and in my thirties. I'm not a silly wench in her early twenties. I used to dress in business attire. Now, I dress in the tightest ...nd shortest skirts, often with exposed zips for easy access. I look like an upmarket slut for that is what I have become. The need for Marcus's cock is all-consuming. Dressing that provocatively has consequences, of course it does! There are other black guys, young bucks who come up to you in bars and other public places. They kiss you, feel you. The thought of smacking her around really aroused him. They continued talking and eating until they both were full.Kristina went to the kitchen sink and washed her hands as Phil cleared the table. She then unbuttoned her blouse and threw it over the back of a chair. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She approached Phil in her best ‘I am in charge’ manner and began undressing him.“I want to start by flogging your naked ass. I am already wet just thinking about it!” she said in her best seductive voice.. "Daddy, stop! Please, Daddy, don't touch me there!" Shut up you little whore! You let every other man in town stick his fingers in your slutty cunt, now it's my turn." He pushed one finger into my tight hole and found it dry and unyielding. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them. When he pulled them out, they were slimy and dripping with his spit. He put his hand in my crotch again, this time shoving all four fingers into my cunt at once. He spit on his hand and pushed, trying. “Next he began telling me what to wear, buying me certain kinds of clothes, demanding I go on dates without wearing any panties. “Then he started fondling me in public, taking me to bars where people knew him and let me in even though I was underage. He’d comment on my physical attributes, ask the bartender what he thought of my tits while he squeezed them. And every time I was embarrassed, but . . .” “But what?” “Aroused. Philip would reach under my skirt, even sitting right there on a bar.