I could feel my womanly fluids actually overwhelming my panties and dripping down my legs. Ricky could see and smell my desperate need..He ordered me ...o slip off my panties, a command I was only too happy to obey. I was now completely nude. A few seconds later, so was Ricky. "On your knees," he said, as though he were telling me to change the batteries in my smoke detector. I immediately did what I was told. His beautiful dick was completely erect, and I followed my basic female instinct and. The air in the library was cold, though it was late in the spring and the temperature outside had already risen into the high 80's and low 90's the air conditioner was working overtime. She felt her nipples start to harden in the chill air and a wash of goose bumps spread over her exposed skin.She ran her hands over her body, exploring the exposed skin and trying hard to embrace the feeling of being so exposed in a public location, the most risky thing she had done before this was giving a hand. "As I watched him walk away I thought about how I'd lied to him when I said that I didn't sample the hired help. I'd spent two hours earlier in the day rolling around on a bed with her. She was worth it all right, well worth it.I went back to the bar, ordered another Bud Light and watched the basketball game on the TV while I waited to see if anyone else wanted some pussy. The bartender and half the guys in the bar knew I was a pimp and if any of them needed sexual relief they knew they could. She had seemed so distracted tonight. He had wanted to make a move towards sex, but thought better of it. He didn’t want her to say yes because she was distracted, but because she wanted it. At the apartment, he walked her to the door. ‘I had a good time. I hope you did as well.’ Cynthia, overwhelmed by lust, startled him, ‘Who said the night was done? Would you like to come inside?’ ‘Are you sure that’s what you want, Cynthia?’ ‘Oh yes. I’ve wanted you inside all night. Please, take me.