The room was small, hard wood. Warm. Some light made it comfortably dark. You could see all, but not have any glare in your eyes."Kneel down", his cal... voice commanded. His public disinterest was gone. The voice that seemed to talk about the weather if someone would have heard his tone, changed to a voice used to command. And clearly used to get a prompt reaction.A bit unsure she knelt on the floor, her skirt rising a bit."On your heels, spread your knees, more. That's good. Keep our back. There was the smell of sex and sweat. And most of all, the smell of fear. There was little noise. The sound of duress, an occasional grunt of frustration. The sound of some one struggling for comfort, which could not be found. It had been like this for some time. For a long time now.At some point in time, not that time had much meaning in this small room, the door opened. And she walked in. All six plus feet in those incredible heels. His eyes looked at the heels. They followed the luscious. A guy hadn’t done that in years. How was he still a virgin. Girls should be all over this shy, sweet, gentlemanly guy. Entering her apartment, James set the bag down a little ways from the door against the wall. He looked around a little, seeming nervous. ‘You have a nice place.’ ‘Thanks,’ she said, turning down the lights and walking toward him. ‘So, what will we do first?’ He was obviously nervous. She giggled a little, and he grinned boyishly. She pressed him back against the door and. Out of curiosity I touched it and felt a wiggle as I did that, I got bolder after that and wrapped my hand around it sliding my hand up and down this increasingly sexy shaft. I had the sudden urge to lick the tip and taste the clear fluid that was now running freely out, so I extended my tounge slowly onto the head and into the slit of this cock in my hand. Wow that tasted so go and I wanted more so for the first time in my life I put my lips on a cock and kissed it to get the taste, then i.