I dug deeper and said and is there anything else that you’d care to share? She said might as well, and went on to tell me how she belonged to a grou... of voyeurs that would often meet to have sexual encounters in front of each other, often with out contact but some times things would get weird. I smiled at the weird part and she fake slapped my hand and we laughed. I told her I liked being watched and watching as well, and that I had done a few video sex chats for the experience. As we ate diner. We finally got to his place, it was an impressive brick duplex built in the 1800s and was beautiful inside, we went up to his apartment and waisted no time, within moments of shutting the door i was unzipping his pants and on my knees sucking his big hard cock, I was getting more and more turned on the more I listened to him enjoying the way I was sucking his Dick. I really loved the way he grabbed my head and slowly fucked my mouth, He pulled that hard cock out of my mouth and tapped it on. He's not married, but has tremendous experience to fuck and satisfy any girl. I feel so lucky to be deflowered by him, as I've learnt a lot about sex from Obi.Actually, I had set my hair that evening and was wearing a black frock. I have fair and sexy legs and proudly flaunt them. The clients who I work with also admire my taste of fashion and stare at my accessories. I'd worn black Gucci boots just to compliment this dress. I was looking hot property that day.We were sitting beside each other. In my own weird way I loved Greta, but her value to me went beyond the beautiful face, the superb body and nymphomanical nature - it was also her money. More specifically it was the money she would get when her parents died. They had something in the neighborhood of sixty-five million dollars that would go to their only child when they departed this vale of tears to go on to the great beyond. I could put up with a hell of a lot of infidelity for a share of that. The key to the treasure chest.