Cassie made no bones about letting me know when she was horny, which was often. She also let it be known that she wasn't about to sleep with anyone el...e for the time being. It was a good thing I was still fairly young.Every now and then Cassie also expressed a desire to watch an adult movie with me. Since we were sleeping together any way, I would indulge her on these occasions. Some would thing that Cassie would try and use our illicit relationship to blackmail me into giving in to her every. "You realize what you're asking me to do?" Yes." I searched her face for answers, finding nothing. My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I imagined the horrible repercussions of my rash inquiry. A private consultation indeed."Good," she said as a thin smile cracked her steely expression. "Lock the door." I nodded quickly as I turned to twist the lock shut. Her eyes remained focused on my face as I returned to the desk. She pushed herself back, the chair rolling silently on the thin carpet. I. . masculine chocolate hand reached in front of mines and rejected my card, giving his. I looked at him and before me stood a man who was towering over me. Having on 5in heels, now standing 5'8 this man was clearly at least 6'3. I was amazed by his smooth chocolate skin, bald head (though I've never been into guys with bald heads). Bryan was sexy to say the least. He leaned into me and said: "Don't worry, I got you. Drinks on me. Im Bryan by the way". I was stunned! I could smell his cologne and. Was it too soon? Could I keep her on that peak for long enough? I ploughed into her tightness, slowly, steadily, easing the walls of her cunt apart, feeling already the little fluttering contractions that might be aftershocks or precursors – or both. I didn’t hear the call of ‘Action’ over the noise of the birds, but I heard the faint creak of the gizmo and saw the first flickering tension in the fishing line. I started to build the fuck slowly, knowing from the previous night’s runs how long.