She asked, "Do you want to come in?"I didn't want to push my luck. I did everything right so far and was afraid I would make a pass at her if I was in...her home. I didn't want this night to end. She was turning in to someone special to me and I sure didn't want to blow it."No, I better get home. I would like to see you again." I replied.We were holding hands as she leaned forward and gave me a gentle kiss. I didn't push it even though I would have loved to make love to her right on the spot.She. You take me in your hand and wipe most of your saliva off my cock.. I smile at you and say.. Princess.. I had you wet me so it wouldn't hurt.. you look deeply into my eyes and say "Sir, I want it to hurt..."I move between your legs, your legs are up perfectly, just like I like. You feel me pressing up against your little rosebud, just a little pressure, small circles, savoring the anticipation... That moment when I take all you have to give me..I was going to just pound your little ass but I. Irene felt like she was going to explode. The client playfully followed the long zipper in her cat suit, ending on the top of her round ass. He absentmindedly toyed a bit with the lip of the zipper. Irene became crazy and she looked up to the client with blind panic in her eyes. Oh my god, oh no, he wouldn’t, would he? flashed through her mind as her tucked pussy seemed to pulse with a mind of its own. The door opened and another man came in, wearing a business suit. He greeted the client. Elixir sat forward, confused and intrigued by my confessions and questions. “Why? We don’t know each other... But when you called me that... I almost broke down.” “Alice...”, his magnetising voice purred gently, but I gave him no chance to answer, “No! How could you use that expression so carelessly and not consider how I felt?!”“You said it yourself. We don’t know each other.”, he breathed, hands laying upon my shoulders. Through muffled sobs I managed to pant, “I know... but why can’t... we.