John nervously waved back as he unlocked the door and reached across to open it.Kate slid in to the passenger seat, skilfully smoothing her tiny skirt...over her thighs to avoid flashing her underwear."Kate, you've got some explaining to do," said John in a tone of voice that let her know he was deadly serious."W-w-what?" replied Kate."Not now. Let's get out of here." John quickly pulled out and drove off."Where are we going?" Kate enquired."Anywhere away from here," said John. "I can't be seen. I put my cock halfway in his mouth and made him gag (it gets me off for some reason) he said "I can't to that it hurts" *at this stage I was frustrated* so I told him to pull his smelly, little cock out for me. He pulled it out and it was slightly under average but very hard! I look him in the eyes and lick the head teasing him, he tried to push my head down but I lightly squeezed his nuts and let him know I was the dom. ;) I then started jerking his cock and licking his asshole *I made sure it. God he could strangle her. ‘Why don’t you both do us a favour and go back to your whore’ she replied. ‘Why would I do that, when I’ve got you’ the words left his mouth before he could stop them. Her eyes widened at his words. She walked up to him, ‘You bastard’ and slapped him as hard as she could. Even in the dim light she could see an imprint of her hand beginning to appear. Her hand stung from the force of the blow and so did her eyes from the tears they formed. Turning around she walked. I really felt like running back to Shardae’s office and have wild, passionate sex with her on the desk. God please help me control my hormones before I go crazy. Later on that evening, Shardae showed up at me apartment clad in a nice denim outfit with a tank top underneath. She really looked nice! I stood there shirtless and felt myself developing a hard-on. I really was not expecting my therapist to be at my door. ‘How are you, doc?’ I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek. ‘Hey,’ Shardae said..