At least I was bringing in a pay check and relieving some of the financial burden Chuck had been carrying. It was about that time Chuck's architectura... business took off. He hired his first employee, Keith. In a short time we were talking about purchasing a home. I was as delighted as a schoolgirl with her first bike. Then Chuck came to me with a bombshell. He wanted to use my folks wedding gift for us to purchase a plot of land on the beach. I was livid. With that money we could buy a four. When I was naked, he looked me up and down, then pointed to a pile of women's lingerie on a near by table."You put that shit on bitch!" He ordered with a smile. I gulped and did as I was told. There were black satin panties, fish net stockings, a garter belt and a matching black satin bra. I slowly put on each piece of the ensemble. Tyler had to stop me to tell me that the panties went over the garters. When I finished I stood there feeling more vulnerable than I have ever felt in my. I realized I hated that damn smile—smirk, whatever you wanted to call it, just as much as I hated his damn question. Maybe Q isn’t as perfect as I thought? Regardless I kept saying, well, more like moaning ?yeth, yeth, yeth?.?As the searing abated in my pussy and on the tip of my tongue I felt like something had scratched my pussy lips. Obviously I wasn’t as immobilized as I thought—whether it was the jolts inside my vagina or the bite on the tip of my tongue, I jerked hard enough to put a. " he said grinning at me.I unbuttoned his jeans and lifted his pants and boxers to his knees at the next stop light. I licked the head of his super sensitive dick. I sucked inch by inch of him into my mouth. Swirling my tongue all around him. He swerved on the road and I stopped."I told you that if you were going to kill me, that I wasn't going to continue." I waited until he was driving normally and took his cock head back in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the sensitive shaft. I sucked.