Soon we reached the 20th floor at her apartment. She invited me in for some coffee which I politely refused and agreed to meet her later. She smiled a...d agreed.I gave her my card and left for the office.Next day, we again met in the lift, I gave her a smile and wished her Good Morning. She also reciprocated same. Today she was wearing a punjabi dress with skin fit leggings. She was looking extremely hot. Her slender legs, soft and mushy thighs and voluptuous round and fleshy tight ass was. I loved it. I loved sucking cock. I loved being a whore. I kept pumping my fingers in and out of my cunt and massaging my clit with the heel of my hand. It was intense. The pleasure kept rippling out of my sinful hole as I sucked and moaned and worshiped his dick.“Alexandra,” he gasped, body trembling. “Oh, wow. Oh, you’re good. I can’t believe this. Oh, yes. This is ... amazing. Wow.”He was a virgin. I knew it. And I was the first girl to ever touch his dick. My pussy clenched. I wanted to. Now she was feeling arousal and desire so strong, it was approaching need. Her brain had turned inward, and her entire focus was on the fire burning in her pussy and the throbbing itch in her clit.From my perch within her mind, I was gratified that my effort to take out Jonnie’s mental trash had been successful. She was thinking like an aroused woman, not like a whore. She didn’t care about me giving her anything but a pussy stuffed full of my hard cock and hot, sweaty sex until she had enough. I only came out of my focused trance when someone tapped me on the shoulder. Looking up I saw it was Jason, a fellow artist who also worked as a model for figure drawing and painting. There was a reason he was a model here, he was extremely handsome and sexy. He was tall and had a very strong body that was golden from the sun and mysterious eyes. I could not help but look over his body at that moment before he said, “Elise, it is closing hours why are you still here?” Stunned and confused I.