‘She’s scared.’ A voice in his head whispered. ‘Very scared.’ He decided to say something to defuse the obvious tension – the gal was sca...ed shitless and sitting next to a gun-carrying stranger, so he couldn’t fairly blame her. Before he could think of what to say she spoke up. ‘I thought it wasn’t supposed to rain in the desert.’ She quipped, a slight tremble in her voice. She was scared alright, but she was making at attempt to gain control over her fear, and the man in black respected. " Rob told him in confidence. "Thanks." Jamie replied back. They arrived home and Rachel was waiting in his room. She saw he had a typical bookworm's room. His clothes were average so he needed a wardrobe change too. "Wow, this is going to take a lot of work. Jamie, we gotta get the clothes up to date sweetie. Get some rest." She told him. As he slept he was hearing noises from the next room. He crept down to the guest room and he nooticed that the door was cracked open. He saw Rachel and Rob. As I lean forward, his cock is just an inch from my nose, I think of how utterly humiliating this is and to think I did this to myself.I open my mouth and put my tongue out just a little. It is a jolt when my lips and tongue meet this half hard cock. I have to open up a little wider to get him in and start a back and forth motion, oh god he is growing right in my mouth. I glance over at the screen and the brunette is really giving the guy a working over with her mouth, it is weird because there. When I met her at our date she gave me a hug while literally trembling from anxiety. I have a very self-confident persona and, when I showed up on our date with an aura of determination floating all around me I almost shattered any chance she had of dominating me. I started to suspect that although she was professionally a BDSM performer, personally she was a sub. That she craved to be dominated and controlled by a much more powerful and confident man than her.Well, my suspicions were not.