You feel it getting harder as you massage it with your stocking covered foot. "You have a big cock" I hear you whisper, a smile forming at the corner...of your mouth. I see your chest heaving and can almost hear your heartbeat as I see you breath hard. "Lets get this check out of the way and head up to the room." You enthusiastically agree. We walk to the elevator, and I board, as the doors close I pull you back to me wrapping my arms around your waist, my hard cock pressed neatly between. Well here's whats going to happen,' he said moving towards me,'you are going to strip for me, then get down on your knees and suck me until im really fucking hard and then Im going to dump a big load in you and youre then going to stuff these rubber dicks back up you. for the rest of the day I want to know that you are walking around the office with my full load in you and that its being held in place by those dildoes. How does that sound you fucking slut?'I tingled when he said slut, the way. How my mother as my lover would make more demands on me. How I would feel knowing my mother was a slut and a whore. Whether I could handle the sexual appetites of a horny older woman that would want her pussy sucked often, who would wanted her boobs licked hard every night, who would demand I suck her asshole, and so forth. She asked me if I really wanted a mother that would want to possess him as her private love slave and would not want to share me with others. She asked me if I wanted a. Dear God, it was worse than I’d thought. He was after the whole package. I really didn’t need this kind of complication in my life, as much as I was starting to want it. No, crave it. Keven leaned forward slowly. He was going to kiss me, I knew. He was giving me the chance to stop him if I chose to, but he wasn’t asking. I licked my dry lips and didn’t dodge him. Our lips touched and it felt like a spark jumped between us. The kiss wasn’t urgent or possessive. It was slow, soft and warm..