He welcomed us and ushered us to the restaurant door.The maître d', dressed as a Duke, met us saying "Welcome to my humble dining room. Would this by...chance be the heavenly Princess Kimberly I have heard so much about?"I replied, "Yes indeed it is she: Princess Kimberly Adams of the royal house of Sherwood in Camelot." I am most honored that you would grace my establishment with the heavenly aura of your highness's presence. You slightest wish is my command."Kim just stood there blushing up a. . yes - pumping slower now tooso sensualenjoying the caress of your tongue on the tip of my cockGood... feeling the soft skin and firmness of your boobs as you squeeze your breasts on my cockOk ... let me stroke your cock and suck your ballsThen you fuck my mouthholding your head and fucking your mouthgoing deep into your mouthagainst the back of your throatyes - I want thatyesnow holding my cock against the back of your throat, stopping your breathingnow letting you breath againGood. I like. It was enough heartbreak me marrying a white boy but un negro de mierda, "Dios nos ayude" Lord help us." You're my mother fucking sex toy," he groaned while increasing the pace of his stroking, "and from now on, when ever I fucking call, you come, got it!?!" "O-oh yes," she gasped, "I-I'll always be there for you, j-just promise me that I can suck you off when ever I need it!!!" "And how often would that be, he gasped as his orgasm grew closer and closer!?! "Every fucking day," she moaned. I wore my tightest crop top that I could find in my wardrobe, along with red fishnet stockings and high heels, suspender belt, and a skimpy skirt, which only just covered my bottom, and no knickers to hopefully enhance my prospects of securing the release of money that I needed from him. When I entered his office, he looked me up and down, his facial expression not even showing a glimmer of interest. I can remember thinking to myself at the time that I was going to have my work cut out here.