? she states, snapping her finger, as she strutspast the foray into the living room. Her business heels sounded so damn sexy, powerfuland intimidating... as she casually saunters off.?My heels make me sound like a tart as I struggle to mince down the hallon my 5? stilettos. My God my feet hurt! It seems to takes forever for me to get her merlot and make itto the living room. Every tiny little step I take reminds me of my currentposition. I stand to the side of her holding the stem of her glass.. I feel my cheeks flushing as rub myself against you, begging for more.“Please…” I say quietly. You look at me and smile at me knowingly. “Please what?” You ask innocently. “Give me more,” I whisper, looking you in the eyes, hoping to convey how badly I want you. “More of this?” You ask as your fingertips slide inside my shirt, to trace the lining of my bra. “Y-yes… more of that,” I manage to answer you. I’m biting my lip, waiting for you to do anything to alleviate the insatiable desire I have. "Suck on it, or I will force you to gag more slut." Kara felt intoxicated with his words as she allowed her mouth to open and take the stranger’s hard cock to the back of her throat, almost bringing him to orgasm several times before he would make her stop.After several minutes, he could not hold himself back any longer and pulled her mouth off him one last time to tell her, "you had better take it all slut,” he then shoved her mouth over his throbbing member, pushing his hips upwards. 9:45 rolled around and still no daddy. at this point I was so horney, but I still waited. 10:15 rolled around and still nothing. So I decided I'll head home and masterbate or something. I tried to turn my car on and was suprise do to find it was dead. I panicked at this point because I was all dressed up like a girl in a dark parking lot. I couldn't call anyone to come help because I was too embarrassed. I thought about walking home but it was getting cold. So I got back in my car and tried to.