Mr. D would need those.’ ‘ Whose Mr.D?’ a voice interrupted. It was her boss, Michael ‘Saint’ Hartley. ‘Yeah…gotta go’ she hurriedly h...ang up the phone. ‘…just a good friend of mine.’ She answered. If her cocoa skin had been lighter he would have noticed a fierce blush on her face. Really… How was she supposed to explain that Mr. D was a vibrator she’d bought over a year ago after breaking up with William, her boyfriend of five years. Initially she’d thought the battery operated genius was just. Thin, red tinged lips outlined a wide mouth. She held in front of her with gloved hands a black, highly-polished leather brief case. It appeared to be chained to her wrist.She stood motionless on the curb-side, staring straight ahead for a short time, before a second visitor joined her. Whereas the woman was tall and thin, the man that joined her was little more than half her height and almost twice her girth. He, too, wore a dark pinstriped suit and almost in parody of the city gentleman. I had to crane my neck to look down because the female on the other side of the door was almost two feet shorter than my six foot six lanky frame.The pretty young thing dressed all in black was not a midget or a circus freak, she was just a short girl with an extremely fetching face that tugged at my heart strings and places further south right on the spot and with no reticence on my part about hiding my erection.I opened the door all the way and quickly scanned the hallway left and right and. I lower your foot and change hands on the vibrator as I lift your right foot to my mouth. I slide the machine out of you and place it back on your clit where I begin to massage the swollen button. You are now looking at me trying to time the moment I place your toe into my mouth. I look you in your beautiful eyes as I lick your toe all around. The feeling forces your eyes close and head back on the pillow. Right then, I engulf your toe into my hot mouth and begin suck forcefully. You shiver.