" Alright." Bert held up his hand, though I sensed he was enjoying this little contest. "We're all friends here." You gotta watch that pet of yours, B...ert, she's liable to get hit by a car crossing the street." Vic chuckled.Oh, the subtle wit of Vic the Prick. So that's the way he wanted it. No matter what else happened at this meeting, it was clear that I was going to have to bury the bastard before he buried me. Bert wasn't stopping it either, since he probably figured it had already gone too. Um, I can’t help my hunger. With a tight grip of my hand, I pull up your shaft producing the most wonderful beads of wetness on your head. Moving my tongue over the tip of your head, I lap up all of your juice, slipping it into the eyehole getting every last drop. This initial taste of you sets a fire in my pussy. I need more! Looking up into your eyes, as my mouth parts, and I slowly open and wrap my lips around your shaft. Sucking you deep into my mouth before, I draw back and rest my. Instead he positions himself behind me. I can feel him press his cockhead against my pussy. He pushes in, just enough to make me squirm. He grabs my hair and pulls m head back “Don’t you dare cum until I tell you, got it?” “Yes Master” I reply. He wraps my hair around his hand and thrust into me, he buries his entire cock in my pussy in one thrust. I resist the urge to scream. He pulls out, not all the way, just leaving his head in and rams into me again. He feels wonderful, I do. I slipped it over my head, zipped it up, and stepped into black shoes with two inch heels. Then I went back to the vanity and took out the rollers and used a curling iron on my hair, creating a modified pageboy that was full and swept around my ears and had bangs that swept to one side. Small gold hoop earrings, a gold bracelet and a thin gold watch completed my jewelry. At the vanity I added some pink lipstick, a bit of coral blusher, and finally, a dash of Obsession perfume. Looking in.