" Mother said.Announcer: "Perhaps your lovely daughter would like to say a few words? Miss Austin, have you anything for our listeners?" He stuffed th... microphone in my face ... scared me half to death."She has no comment." Mom said.Announcer: "May she not speak for herself?" No." A little peeved. "She's a minor." More peeved. "I speak for her." Much peevage. "We have no comment." Oh lordy ... Mom was fixing to do something awful. It's one thing to annoy her and back off ... it's a completely. ” She said very matter-of-factly, and handing me an envelope like a damn serf, which I basically was, she left.***This address was the local Hilton. When I got there, as requested, I told a waiting employee at the door that I was there for “Ms. West”. I was directed to a table, and asked if I wanted anything while I waited, but I declined. After a few minutes, a very tall, thin & attractive black woman approached my table. Her Hilton nametag said “Ms. West.” “Sorry for being late, we’ll start. Your hands and lips find my firm tits, and as you caress me, my nipples tighten, hard and sensitive, rosy pink, ready for sucking. Your expert attention to my tits soon has me gasping…and grasping for your cock. Kneeling, I unzip your jeans to free your throbbing, pulsing dick. I kiss the velvety hard head, lick the thick shaft, wetting it thoroughly. As I take you into my mouth, my hands pump up and down your shaft, fingers loving the feel of the pulsing organ, the ridged flesh. Caressing and. ‘It needs your cock rubbing against it’ I complain in the message I sent with it.‘I bet you’d love that wouldn’t you’ you reply.You haven’t let me cum in weeks, albeit your teasing messages have been relentless; I am desperate to see you. I fantasise about you often. In truth, it’s all I think about. Your birthday is nearly here, and I keep drifting into sub-space thinking about finally seeing you... We meet in the hotel bar. You know how much I’ve wanted to see you. How desperate I’ve been to.