She went to the door and looked through the peephole and saw a tall handsome blond haired, blue eyed muscular man holding a large bouquet of red roses... She thought that there was at least 3 dozen flowers there.She glanced in the mirror on the wall then opened the door. She smiled as she stepped back inside her apartment so he could come in, then closed the door. He handed her the roses and followed her to the kitchen, where she put them into a large vase with water. She left the vase on the. "I am going to say what I have to say before you speak," she said, much more forcefully than I ever remember her speaking."My name is not Shelly. My name is Denice Vanderhoff. My parents are both dead," she took a sudden turn, pressing me into the door, "but they control me still using a trust fund and an asshole of a estate administrator. I was not supposed to date or have sex with anyone until I turned 18," another turn, this time, I had to lean towards her, "or I would get nothing. My 18th. Dropped my pants and started warming my ass. This brought a surprised "You're hard as a rock!" from my wife (She's out of my life now).The wife who started it said "Turn around. I want to see that!" So I did, stroked it some and then asked her husband if it was okay that she did. He said "Go for it!" so she did. Then she slipped down on her knees and started giving me a blowjob. I actually heard someone walking by but I didn't care at that point.After she finished (or is it after I finished?),. It would be a lot easier if she could use her hands but he didn't want to make it easier for her. He enjoyed hurting her. She had no doubts that if she didn't suck his cock the way he liked that he would indeed take her anal cherry; he would "butt fuck the Hell out of her" as he had promised. Amber sucked for all she was worth.Amber had to. If her parents ever saw the pictures that he had of her she would never be allowed to go out again and her social life would be over. Amber hated the.