I don't let up. I keep sucking on her clit and through deep breaths she keeps telling me to stop because the sensation is too strong. "Oh Keith slow d...wn please. Slow down, my pussy's sensitive right now." I don't stop. I know in a few short seconds she's going to cum again like she's never cum in her life. She's grabbing my head and trying to push me away but I keep on sucking. I can't help it. She tastes so good and her aroma has me intoxicated. I want more. I crave it. "Please Keith stop!. Do you have boyfriends who fuck you in the ass? he asked while beginning to thrust harder. Sometimes, &hellip, before she could finish he demanded, Tell me about it bitch, tell me what a whore you are, tell me you like this big cock in your ass, scream you little slutbag. The screaming was easy as it felt like he was now trying to pound the entire length up her ass. I love your big cock, cum in me where ever you please, I wanna have your baby, please big dicked daddy dont stop. She began. Knowing who she is and having her on my arm makes me feel...powerful. Sitting across the table from each other, we eat, drink, and talk until just after nine. "Excuse me? Miss?" Chanel and I turn around and see an older, neat looking blonde woman walking after us outside. "Hello, I'm so sorry to bother you. My name is Camille Fortier, I'm a partner of European based photographers looking for new projects." The woman introduces herself with the slightest of french accents, and we both shake. After staring eachother for a short moment i sat back up as he came back into me and we started kissing again. I grabbed his face with both hands and held onto him as i slid my tongue in his mouth and he gladly accepted it. Our tongues rolled all over eachother as we moaned. "You fucking slut...." i said as he kissed me harder. I quickly slapped his face as i kissed him back and we were soon all over eachother. He jumped on me as we started making out like crazy. i could feel his hard cock.