His tongue slowly begins to taste my lips. I gently grab his lower lip between my front teeth and tug just a bit, to bring him even closer. Our tongue... meet and caress each other for just a bit. He puts his arm around my waist and we leave the party together. His hand slides down and holds my firm left cheek, letting me and everyone else know that tonight, I belong to him. We enter his apartment and, being the gentleman that he is, he goes to open a bottle of wine for us to share."That won't. He said, Thats not how this works miss, just come with me. He never removed his hand from the small of my back as he led me to the back of the store. His hand felt as though he had been keeping it in an oven, it was so warm and big. His office was small with video screens all around the top of the room, there must have been eight of them at least. I sat down on the only chair in front of his desk and he sat on the corner of his desk, very casually. He was such a large man that he looked out of. I settled back to my book but realised after a few minutes that I hadn’t read a word. I looked up and she smiled at me again, “I’m Angela” she said, offering her hand. We shook hands and both held on for an instant longer than necessary. We started to talk about our work and Paris. I gazed at her mouth as she talked about herself and imagined that full red mouth on my breasts and kissing my inner thighs. I must have blushed as I realised as she said “Are you a little warm?” I covered my. I was so into what was in my mouth, I didnt notice he was playing with my asshole, squeezing my fake tits or even noticed I had a very erect cock of my own. Hes oohing and aahing, fingering my tight asshole, which was feeling amazing, no pain or uncomfortableness, it even seems like my asshole was drawing more of his fingers into me. After a few minutes of this he stands up and flips me around on my knees and lines that monster of a cock up with my ass. I realized what he was doing and tried.