He imagined her sitting in a large chair with her legs draped over plush arms. He knelt before her, gazed into the crotchless black tights and her pus...y at their center. She grabbed his head, hooked her legs around his neck and pulled him into her, to lick and suck until she arched her back and pressed his face deep into her wet musky cunt.He imagined pulling her into an alley just out of sight of the street, reaching under her skirt and rubbing her pussy until she began to move against his. " He wiped his hands and walked away saying, "Check you later." I didn't know how to read Kelvin, but he really didn't seem like the type that would even like Quinn. So why did he? It was good to see him at least acknowledge me this time. I went back out to the crowd and almost ran into Quinn. We stared at each other for a second. He looked like a damn thug with his black wife beater on black baggy jeans, with yellow timberlands. His hat was on backwards and with a do-rag under it. His. ..This wasn't a question, so Penny didn't answer, she just continued to listen to the clicking sound that she knew had had such power over her just a few days earlier."It's nice to focus on the sound. Hearing it will remind you of what you experienced last Monday." Click ... click ... click..."It will remind you of how it feels to submit." Click ... click ... click..."It will remind you of how good it feels to be hypnotized." Click ... click ... click..."It will remind you of how good it feels. Hes sensitive, sweet, and well, he fucks me like he thinks Im the Goddess of Sex. What more can a girl ask for? Youd be surprised. As we enjoy the bubbles and heat, we sip a bit of smuggled wine. Were not supposed to bring anything in a glass bottle in, but we come here a bit and the girl on dutys pretty nice. As usual, sir, you have made me one very happy girl. Youre a very good lover you know that? Quite the hot fuck if you know what I mean? as I adopt a Monty Python accent. Nudge, nudge,.