I opened my eyes and looked towards the staircase. Ashley was still there and I could feel my pussy already beginning to heat up at the idea that she ...as watching me on my knees sucking cock like the dirty little slut I loved to be.Brad had slid a hand up behind my head and wrapping it in my long black hair started pushing and pulling, guiding my mouth along his cock. I stopped moving and looking up at him, winked. Holding my head still, Brad started fucking my mouth. He was using long slow. They were both into rough play, spanking, pain, the whole nine. As much as Tony needed to release his frustrations being the powerful business mogul, Chantal liked to be the girly submissive to powerful men. She got off on pain and he had a lust for women who could take a little punishment and ask for more. The elevator neared the 18th floor and Chantal made efforts to button up her jacket. “Leave it open,” was all Tony said as he leaned down to bite one of those sexy chocolate nipples. . The individual concerned was a bespectacled chap wearing a sports jacket, with receeding hair. He had been sat on his own and I have to say that I had gained a slight impression that either he was a plant or, more likely, he was someone who had done this before. I say this because there was just a touch of acknowledgement between him and the compare when the latter had failed to find an alternative candidate. I sat and watched with considerable envy as the show unfolded. Having the wench of his. As a senior, I even had one mom open the door when I arrived to pick her sophomore daughter up for a date, step outside, and refuse to let her daughter go out with me. Seems the small town buzz indicated that I was a bit of a cad. So her daughter snuck out, showed up at my place, we did the nasty anyway. I even dated her older sister for awhile, the one in my class so I could do her as well.This sets the premise for my story. My mom was very aware of my social activities. On two separate.