I took it off along with his underwear and asked him to take off his shirt. He obeyed like a small puppy. In seconds, I had stripped him naked.I start...d kissing him and took my tongue all the way down from his chest, biting his nipples, to his stomach, and then to his cock.I slapped his cock on my face, rubbing it all over my face, worshipping it. He started breathing fast. I started sucking and deep-throating his cock. I sucked his balls and licked every inch of them as I looked at him. His. . i... i uhh couldn't... ummm sleep” she said giggling as she finally found the word she was looking for. Jack chuckled “hey kiddo.. come on.. you should get to bed”.“hmmm... nah i don't wanna” she said with a big smile as she polished off her glass and started to pour another one.Jack was finding it difficult not to stare. Kelly was only wearing a tshirt and panties at the moment and her legs were lazily hanging open under the table. Her breasts were just as perky without her bra and they. His name was Mr Brown, an ageing gentleman with old school values. 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. The hands appeared almost from nowhere, threading thegleaming open lock through the link that would hold it tightly together.Quietly, in that blinding silence, he heard the tiny click of itsclosure, it sounded like the clang of a prison door in his head at thecertain realisation of the visitor's threat, the possessing of him.He whimpered continually now, unable to stifle his moaning submissivesounds as the visitor slid their hands over their possession. Theyearning wanton desperation for touch.