She let him take over, but occasionally would graze his brute face with her nails, and grab his neck. He nestled himself in her limbs, and kissed her....Each kiss elicited unexpected sensations. She had no where to turn but she didn’t mind at all. The more they kissed, the lustier she became. Then he tormented her by moving his steamy mouth to her neck and then her collar. When she began to whimper, he paused, raised himself a little and looked down upon her. She looked back at him as a slave. . ”Next I asked, “BreeAnn should I call your father anduncle at the firm, or will you deliver my message toDudley?” and I loved hearing her response.“Please Mrs. Wilson… don’t call my father or uncle…I’ll… yes, I’ll tell Dudley… I mean Mr. Wilson.”Getting one more zinger in for good measure, I asked,“Did you like those eight inches of hard cock splittingyour whoring cherry? My soon to be ex does have a goodsize. She’s gotten on her knees in front of me.Nonchalantly she says, “You can touch my titties if you want.”I’m still in shock as she pulls my cock into her mouth. Her tiny hands rub my shaft as she tongues the head. In seconds I’m blowing my load.She gobbles my spunk like it’s candy, “You need to practice restraint mister, I just started and you’re done.”I gather my wits, “What’s your name darling?”She chuckles, “Sally.”Thoughtfully I reply, “Well Sally would you like more?”Sally scrunches her. . and I leaned in to kiss him. He closed his eyes and he pouted his lips. I pressed my lips against his softly... and kissed him. I kissed him once more, then again. Then,... I kissed him passionately. My open mouth engulfed his as I thrust my tongue into his mouth and feverishly so. He let out a yelp while kissing me back. I pulled him closer to me till I was hugging him in between kisses. His face was so close to my exposed cleavage now. His warm cheek felt pressed against my right.