’ That sounded like a little false modesty to me but I agreed. Why wouldn’t I? ‘Why me.’ ‘You’d look good on my arm and it might be fun. A...so, Ernie said you have class and that will be good. I’ll pick you up at seven.’ I spent Tuesday getting ready. I chose a deep red evening dress that had a high neck cut in a small V. It was tight to my waist, zipped down the back and a wide skirt. The silk moved nicely and I felt good with the usual underpinnings and four inch heels, also red. “Red shoes,. Istopped and got adjusted so to say to the dildo and began somne slow in and out movement.Tommy was pulling his cock out of my mouth and telling me to keep fucking myself with my knew favorite toy and try not to blink as I was made to stare into the camera. I was starting to enjoy this dildo and got braver and was doing myself a bit faster. "See, Teddy? I told you the slut would fuck herself good since she enjoys anything now big and hard." Damn they were right! I don't know how they knew. She pointed with her chin. “You go ahead and find your little hiding place. I’m going back to the room to freshen up a bit first.”“Thatta girl. Good luck,” Brander chuckled, hesitating as he began to walk away, “Or maybe I should say not too much luck.”They separated with Brander entering the lounge first. He had been correct: plenty of men and women in upscale attire filled the large rooftop piano bar both inside and out, all looking to relax and mingle with peers and strangers. He found a. “Oh god!” she cried out, enjoying the pleasure he was forcing out of her.“You like being fucked like a slut?”“Yes, fuck me, officer,” she begged. Nicole never begged.He pumped faster and faster. He wasn’t making love to her. He was teaching her a lesson. Nicole never experienced sex like this before, being treated like a fuck toy by a man who didn’t give a shit about how she felt. It was... refreshing.“I’m going to claim you, slut.”“What?”“I’m going to pump you full of cum.”“You can’t!” she.