She showed me once more that I was very important to her. So different from the many earlier girlfriends, who did the opposite to me that I had to wai... for them a long time. She stood up and we kissed each other passionately a long time. She dressed like a businesswoman to show me she was sure she was mine, but this time the sex was not the most important. I thought I was right when I guessed her plan for our third meeting. She knew my arrangements with the divorce lawyer, because we wrote our. You left a message, or at least you hoped it sounded like a message rather than a rambling of flustered words. Knowing he was in town brought back delicious memories. Work became a blur as you found yourself barely able to concentrate on anything for more than the merest of moments. You listened to his message and his suggestive words several times over. His voice having planted seeds deep within your mind. Seeds that grew, cultivating vivid thoughts and naughty desires. A mix of what may. These weaklings. That's the way he saw them. He was a giant among men. They just needed to know it, and he'd make sure they did.Even as a handsome young boy, he had begun acting out his natural dominant personality. In high school, he'd pinned his beautiful girlfriend, Brooke, to the bed, hands high above her head, her bra pushed up and titties barely showing, before she managed to wriggle free. He loved the rush he felt as she struggled like a delicate fluttering butterfly beneath him. He also. Her wetness was not imaginary. I could sense the slow throb of her vaginal walls as they oozed fluid to lubricate her cunt. Like a warm slow river, it streamed out of her, soaking the pink thong that slipped between her swollen labia. I enlarged the tongue, lengthening it to deliver long warm licks from anus to clit. It occasionally swirled against her rosebud or reentered her pussy to explore its inner contours. Her professional demeanor had now completely vanished. Her ass wriggled with.