I could show up one night, smelling, no reeking of pizzas and tacos, and I could just imagine the conversation: Me: hey, I saw your address on the piz...a order, and I just wanted to get to know you better. Her: Eeek! Stalker! Pervert! Butch, kill! Me: Is that a Doberman? Me: (runs, gets tackled by the dog) Me: (screams) Dog: (bites my head off) Newspaper headline: Stalker pervert pizza boy was killed by rabid Doberman, Doberman to receive medal for role in attack. Pizza boy to be turned into. The hall light turned on, and I heard the rustling of the keys. Soon a familiar voice met my ears. “Why hello? Are you lost” the friendly yet seductive voice said. I knew you couldn’t fully see me yet as I had hidden my face, as I raised my head so you could look into my eyes I felt your strong arms around me. “Emily, My dear sub, what the hell are you doing here? Come on in and get out of the snow” you took my coat and plant a passionate kiss on my lips. “Master, I told you I was. . Forgive me Paul... I love you.I think I shouted this last thought and the stranger must have realised what was happening, that I was panicking. He stopped thrusting but kept himself buried in me. He leaned forward and gripped my shoulder firmly and I could hear him saying "It's all right, It's all right, It's natural, it's perfectly normal look it's stopped, has it never happened to you before?" Still in a panic I shook my head. "This is going to sound contrived but trust me I'm a doctor.. We only fondled each other for a short time before the old man put his hand to the back of my head and pushed me towards his hardened cock. I went right for it. I could not help it. I played with him briefly with my lips and tongue before swallowing his shaft as deep as I could take it. The head was soft and the shaft so smooth. Its girth cut my air supply as I buried my nose in his pubes. He was pushing my head into his lap and his dick down my throat but I had to break away to breath. Then he.