I couldn't help it, I lightly nibbled on his arm as he grabbed the lube. "Not this time. Just use my spit" I told him. Another chuckle from him and...a hard slap on my ass. He lined up and eased his cock into my bowels. God, he felt so good. It'd been far too long since I'd had a good dicking. He made me feel so good, so full, so wanted, so on fire!Finally, he was spent. I hadn't cum, but I didn't need to. I felt so satisfied. We lay together, dozing off for a while. I must have slept,. ..as u press in deeper & deeper & deeperi can feel the girthy head of your cockas it enters the taut opening of my throat& i can feel the broad underside of your shaftas it throbs & pulsates on my tongue...my upper lip presses tightly 2 your rootas my lower lip caresses your smooth ballsas u face-fuck me like a prison bitch...u groan" suck that big cock !! suck it all the way down !! "as u grip my head even tighter& start plowing in & out of my aching mouthgoing faster & faster with each savage. They weren't as sexy as what I was wearing, but they were absolutely gorgeous ... and expensive!"Oh! Um, yeah!" Bob stammered, drinking in the smooth curves of my thighs and bottom. "It's pretty ... um ... daring."There was an uncomfortable-looking bulge forming in his jeans and I was trying my hardest not to look, but the sexy, wanted feelings coursing through me were making it hard to deny those base instincts."Is it comfortable?" Geoff asked, returning me to the here and now. It was actually. I did this by mostly observing what other women wore and dressing like they did. I found I attracted a better class of men, men with good jobs so they could afford to take me to nicer restaurants for dinner, concerts etc. as well as better 'lounges' rather than crummy pubs.I was pleased with the changes I was experiencing, and realized I could mix with the best of company. I found a nice job in a better class restaurant, and was soon made a 'Section Leader'. The hours were weird, and most days.