A cold wind went up my dress to blow on still wet pussy lips. I missed a step with a cry of whuuu-huu-huu that I'm sure confused the nearby pedestrian.... In the lobby of my brownstone I took off my heels and carried them as I ran up the four flights of stairs to my apartment. Clothes were quickly stripped off and left where they landed. The tampon went into the trash and the wet panties were pulled out of my purse and tossed into the laundry hamper. I climbed into my shower and with hot water. I was recharged with a night’s sleep, my cock hard and strong and ready to cum at any moment, so I had to be careful. It felt and sounded like my slave was ready too. I fucked on and on, denying her a cumming rhythm, for perhaps half an hour. I could feel her potent, clenching pussy working at my cock, tempting it.Eventually I couldn’t resist it any longer. I knew how amazing her pussy felt when she orgasmed and my cock was becoming desperate.I speeded up and started pressing into her on each. Three, four, five spurts of dominance hit her face, coating her cheeks and nose.Six, seven! The final blast of cum seemed to hang in slow motion before landing on top of the others, exclaiming its arrival with a wet splat. His cock continued spasming, his orgasm exceeding his sperm capacity. Her makeup was ruined, the cum running down her glazed face to drip on the dark material of her blouse. She kept her position like the good white bitch he expected her to be, only moving when his final. I couldn't help but think to my self, "Would such a beautiful, 18-year-old, college bound, girl like Alex really meet a 30-year-old security guard like me? After all, I had used blackmail to get her to visit me at work last night.'The following evening. I arrived at 5:30 so I wouldn't miss her. To my surprise, Alex arrived just a few minutes later. As she walked toward me, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. Such a lovely young lady had not only agreed to meet me, but was ready and willing to.