The stranger could not take his eyes off from my round boobs and I could not take my eyes off of that huge, perfectly shaped cock. And worst of all, i... was sticking straight at me…He moved closer to me and ordered to open my mouth. I was a bit scared and then I opened my red lips and, taking his cock in my hand, I began to suck on it. I soon began to lose myself and started sucking on this hard cock.Then something happened that surprised me. My own pussy began to clinch on itself. I should have. On the drive to Trey's house I thought about what a disgusting faggotI had become. It boggled my mind, no where in my history, had I so much hadthought about a guys dick like I thought about Trey's - what power did hehave over me, what was making me want to be his bitch, his hole. What wasmaking me want to be below Trey as he was fucking the living shit out ofme? Why was I so willingly and excitedly hurrying off to Trey's house to beused like his bitch? When I got to Trey's house an hour. I was as though I was possessed.Grasping the shaft I stocked it sucking on my lips to get more saliva in my mouth. Then licked the head and took it into my mouth. He moaned softly from the other side. It tasted so good, I couldn’t believe it. Deeper and deeper I slid my lips down his shaft. I could only get about four or five inches into my mouth before I gagged. Every time I gagged more saliva came out and the more lubed his cock became. I tried to take every inch but could not. He was moaning. He accepts his role, and in doing so, allows her the freedom to step fully into hers. She exists in that moment to perform her craft. She exists to serve her client. He exists to receive her service.In her trance of service, her mind wanders to the past.---He has been coming to her for a few months now. He gets a haircut every three weeks. Every three weeks, to the day. After being initially intimidated by him, she realized that he is charming and easygoing when he wants to be. Conversation.