The apartment was vast, and nicely decorated. Also, it was packed with people. Good-looking and well-dressed young men and women. They even smelled ex...ensive. I smiled. Once more, I was surrounded by those who were born into wealth and lacked any appreciation for it. I’ll say this for Lucas, he was a graceful host. He introduced me to his diverse buddies. Jason Statesman, of the Football team. A big and tall, good-looking young black man. He was flanked by his girlfriend Ashley Joseph, a tall. The third sister stepped out. We all inhaled sharply. Long, dark brown curls tumbled down a bare back, her vibrant red dress was so tightly fitted on top, her breasts seemed to erupt out of it, while the bottom half floated tantalizingly around her thighs. Her bright green eyes took us in and she smiled a deliciously wicked smirk. ‘How nice of you to greet us,’ She purred, her voice accented ever so slightly, ‘These are my sisters, Gabriella and Vanessa. I am Veleno. Now we are all introduced…. K. at an upscale Italian restaurant in midtown. For an interview. I was to wear a black dress and heels—no underwear or hose. These instructions immediately made me wet. I was already a sub, in a way, even if not an official one yet. The clothing would have been difficult in the summer, but since it was still cold, I would wear an overcoat and slip it off once I was at the table. When I arrived, I was a little flustered to tell the woman at the podium that I was meeting someone named “Mr. K.”. I listened to the slightly oscillating sound of the buzz from the vibrator sliding in and out as her breath became more labored. I watched as her clit grew larger. Then I just felt compelled to lick her love button. My tongue moved out of my mouth and then I felt her flesh in the tip of my tongue. Then the taste of pussy filled my mouth. Her hips jerked as my tongue licked her while my hand steadily fucked buzzy in and out of her pussy. I was overwhelmed with pleasure as I listened to her moans.