“Stop playing with yourself, you little bitch! Did I say you could do that?” Immediately, I dropped my hand as she pushed the latex dildo in to m... mouth. “That’s it,” she said. “Suck that cock … how’s it feel, huh? You like my cock in your mouth? Look at me … look at me, I said. I wanna see the look in your eyes when I feed you my dick … yeah, you like that, don’t you. I knew you were a fucking pervert. What a little whore you are …” Just as suddenly, she pulled the dildo out of my mouth. . He came back over to me and said he checked the door and locked it since he didn't want anyone coming in without knocking first.Brad then took his hands and placed them on my butt cheeks and started rubbing them. It felt good and I was ashamed a little that I was enjoying it so much. I could feel him slip his hand under my underwear, just around the crotch, and his finger would every now and then, glance over my little ball sack. This went on for about 15 minutes and he told me that I needed to. I run my fingers through your hair and pull you into a deeper kiss. We stand, knotted together outside the bar, when a car passing honks its horn at us, reminding us where we are. We pull away, smirking at each other. You take my hand again and lead me around the side of the building. It’s much quieter here and we won’t be interrupted. You back me up against the wall and attack my mouth with absolute ferocity. You run your hand down to my ass and give it a squeeze. I push against you and I can. I also couldn't see things working out for us as long as she didn't accept responsibility for her own failures and shortcomings.I didn't call Lisa the next day. even though she'd told me that this was what she expected. I'm surprised she hadn't told me it was what she demanded, because that was what she made it sound like when she ordered me to call her.She called me later that afternoon."You never called me like you promised." Hi Lisa, thanks for calling." Don't start your 'Hi Lisa' crap with.