" How long was it?" Take a guess." Hour? Maybe an hour and a quarter?" You went in at 10:20 this morning," she said.I looked at my watch. It was 2:07 ....m. "Fuck! I was in that box way more than three hours!" Yeah." Weird. But I gotta tell you, Sandy m'girl, it ain't gonna be that easy to 'cure' me. I mean, it was interesting and all, but, like I said, I'm not exactly a true believer." There will be an element of transference," she said. "Can't be certain how much." You mean, the experience of. "Footrest please John," she requested, as being somewhat short she needed something to support her feet. I clipped the footrest into place and she thanked me, "Mmmm that's good," she said as I gently checked if she was moist, and then I unlocked the door and announced she was available for business.I had a three o'clock appointment upstairs, downstairs was the 'Warehouse,' the black male department, above it in the former offices more a Blackmail department.My three o'clock was Serena, a young. Can you try to tell me why you did it? I've tried everything I can think of to deal with what happened, but I still can't. I thought maybe if I understood... " he trailed off, concerned he might have pushed too far.She thought quietly for a moment, debating what she should say. Was he trying to trick her to give himself an opportunity to get even? She studied his face and decided that kind of deviousness was beyond him. He looked like he was hurting as badly as he was the day they met in her. I was blowing her and she loved the image of her boyfriend sucking her cock as she drove as she had done to me so many times before. I continued as she drove, slowly, quickly, softly, and sometimes more forcefully. As I worked the cock with my mouth, its base drove up and down, and created pressure against her increasingly wet pussy. It was stimulating her and turning her on. I knew she was going to be ready when we got home. Getting close to home, I ever so slowly and passionately let.