You feel very horny that you carry me upstairs and lay me down on your bed, but I say no. You force me down. As you force me, I try to fight back, but...you are so strong. You unbutton my shirt and later your hands lower to my mini skirt. You start to rub my panty hard and I began to cum due to the warm friction. You pull my panty down and continue to rub my pussy. I start to cry because I didn’t know what was happening. You start to finger me and I yell as you put it in and out. You stopped for. Charlie, my date, who looks good enough to eat herself, decides she wants tiramisu, and I already told you my preference. The waitress is polite enough when she makes her way back to us, but she should have been Maude Flanders for all the loot coming her way this evening. Thinking about my dessert makes me pretty happy. Thinking about what will more than likely follow dessert makes me happier still. Now don't get me wrong, I'm no womaniser... things couldn't be further from the truth. I've. He was a perfect gentleman and this is a quality that attracted Jeanne to him. Neither of them to this day can recall how things started but they are both glad that it did. John was standing at the car, holding the door open not wanting Jeanne to leave. Jeanne was just talking not expecting anything and next thing she knew was she had his firm ‘fire hose’ in her mouth. John gentle held her head. Jeanne looked up at John with her green eyes and smiled. Although neither of them aimed for this to. ” I said with a bit of my own arrogance. “mmmhhmmmm….I could think of a few things and more.” he blurted with a grin. I walked up to him and grabbed his hand and led him to my condo where we took the elevator to the 4th floor and I walked him in, “You live here?” he asked. “Sure do.” I said and d**g him into my guest room and locked the door. The bed was still messed up and stained from my last client, but he never paid attention as I dropped my dress and began to unbuckle the belt that held.