Just before it comes, I pull out a remote control and lay it on the table. I watch your face as it searches for meaning before I see your eyes dart mi...e with a look of begging. I can read your thought: "Please Sir, no!" I smile, reach in like I'm going to say something, but simply nibble your earlobe while I push a button and what you thought was a simple dildo starts vibrating in your pussy. Dessert arrives and you smile and thank him, though barely. I wait until you take your first bite. Heavy traffic is a relative term. A hundred cars might be considered heavy in Aster and a thousand in the same space might be considered light in New York City.I didn't need to dress warm even though it was thirty degrees outside, but I did anyway. I had to pretend to be just like the rest of the people on the street. At first glance all the downtown traffic was passing through. However when you looked closer there were people working even on Christmas Eve.I left home with a very large black. Had this not been a fantasy, I would have feared for my safety. Luckily, none of this was real and that meant nothing in the world could keep me from stuffing that tasty prick into my mouth. A passionate moan escaped me as I did just that. Not only was my lovers mast hard as rock and pulsating with anticipation, but it emanated heat like a furnace. My moan lingered on as I began bobbing my head back and forth. Desperate to get my hands on every last drop of the studly steeds tasty cum, I. She got up from the bed and reached for the small drawer beside her, she opened it and pulled out a tube of lubricant, she showed it to me smiling at me, I looked and shrugged my shoulders as if I did not understand then moving to the end of her legs, she was lying flat on the bed on her back, I crawled up between her legs as she raised her knees at each side of me, I sat on my heels on the bed in front of her vagina, she brought her legs down and rested them on my legs, the contact with her.