Your e-mails said you have no limits; but are you sure? Are you really as dirty as the sluts in my stories?" I press, needing to push you, to find out... if the e-mails we swapped are just bravado, or if you truly are the submissive cunt you described. I actually get off on knowing the slut I'm with wants everything I do to her – even when she's physically fighting me off or in tears. "You remember your secret word?" I won't need it." You reply, biting your lip and looking me in the eye defiantly.. .Then there came that moment. That adorably irrational moment where all thoughts are killed and pure instincts and feelings take over. Desire and lust wanted us to fuck each other hard and fast, to release all that sexual tension floating around us. Amanda was more excited and wetter than a wolf bitch in heat under an August full moon. Her body language and signs constantly altered between dominating and dominated. She was clearly confused, but I was about to de-confuse her.After we had enough. I slip on a new leopard print bra, sexy black dress, no panties and red heels. I can feel the lubrication between my legs as I step in to the car for my short drive up to your office. The two minute drive is ample time to relive the feeling of your cum down my throat as you fucked my face while I sat in your office chair the last time I visited. I walk in to your office locking the door behind me and covering the window with blackout paper. "Get on your knees" I demand as you are startled by my. I blasted it into his mouth and heard him swallow it all down.I had planned to cum and go, but I thought I needed to show this guy that I am an excellent cocksucker, too. I zipped up, and signaled for him to give me his cock. A long, slim, uncut cock came into my booth. I have nothing against uncut cocks, as long as they're clean; and this one was nice and clean. It pointed almost straight up.I pulled the skin back and took the head into my mouth. Slow hard pulls on the head caused his cock to.