I get there and I spot him right away tall shoulder length black hair and blue eyes I could get lost in. I can tell from the moment I see him I want t... fuck him. We sit down in an dark corner. We start the usual small talk that every first date engages in. It is going pretty well then I decide I am just going to tell him what I like. Why waste my time if he is as boring as all the rest. I said “ Connor can I be honest with you?” He responds “Of course by all means always be honest with me.” “. Whether or not it pleases me, whether or not I like it, but that you know that I do. You tell me how you know I’m such a dirty little whore, and you love it. You slowly lower the panties, hands just grazing my hips, and direct me to step out and to move me in the direction of the bed. I make a move to lie on the bed but you chastise me, tell me to trust in you and move only when and as you tell me. You then spin me around in circles until I am disorientated, the mental plan of the bedroom is. In fact," she looked him straight in the eye, "I think I'm going to like working with you," and smiled.Bill smiled back, although a little nervously, as his phone rang. It was the receptionist telling him Jackie was there. He hit the mute button. "Miss Anderson, my wife is in the office. Do you mind if she drops in for a moment or two?"Bill caught a look in Vicky's eye, but wasn't sure what it meant. "Of course not. Do you wish me to step out?" No, no. This shouldn't take long." He unmuted the. This was surreal. They stared at each other while he giggled moronically. Something was going to happen. His eyes narrowed mischievously. He then squatted down, placing his long, limp cock on her face. She tried to twist in the cast, but to no avail. He giggled some more and rubbed the head of his dick repeatedly over her face, leaving tiny, nickel sized dots of moisture on her cheeks and lips. Where could he have possibly gotten this idea? She screwed up her face in.