The large one" Yes mistress"40 minutes later, I am outfront of my apartment complex trying to hide in the shadows. Given my height and the heels, I am...attracting a bunch of attention. You chuckle as 3 black guys grope me and I struggle to fight them off. The truth is you got here 20 minutes ago, but wanted to see if I can follow orders. My schoolgirl outfit is much more lingerie than actual clothing, which is only compounding the problem.After what seems like forever, you pull up and I struggle. Her pussy was cleanly shaved and fairer than I thought it would be. She was heavily wet and I could feel that the moment I touched her vaginal lips. I stimulated her clitoris and she moaned even louder. “Aaahh aahhhh yeah yeeah yeeaahh oohhh oohhh uufffff ooohhh yeaah..”, 5 more mins into the stimulation and she attained her first orgasm. Her love juices oozed like a leaked container with thick serum. I put my face between her legs to smell her pussy. OH! I was magical! Not that it smelled like. Anyway, the dinner went fine, it was the usual corporate fare, but during the dinner I felt her hand on my knee a couple of times. I didn't mind, I was her arm candy after all, and once reiprocated (and she smiled), but she brushed my hand away as if to say, don't do that again.Once the speeches had been made etc. at the end of the dinner, She made our excuses and ordered a cab to take us to her hotel. This was where I was REALLY going to be earning my money - providing those little personal. You say, “I don't let a lady pay.” Your thumb rubs slowly along the inside of my arm, the soft contact lighting up the nerve endings from my fingers clear down to my toes. My entire body is tingling as I look up at you, eyes wide. You're looking at my lips, and your stare feels like a caress. I draw my lower lip between my teeth and bite down gently, the sensation easing the sudden and reckless desire to feel your lips on mine. Your lips part on a soft intake of breath, the grip you have on my.