A Hispanic male opened the door, and she stepped inside. Her blonde hair was wet and sticking to her forehead. She wore no makeup on her face, didn't ...look at all sexy, since she wasn't here on business ... well, not her normal type business anyway."I'd like to see the money, please," she said."We would like to see the dope, please," Ernesto said, mocking her."No, the money first."Ernesto looked at Domingo."You afraid I'll bop you on the head and take it?" She said, and smiled at him.Domingo. Every time, really. I'm so ready that I forget the business which comes before. One of the tentacles wrapped around me has become a sphygmomanometer. Another forms a cuff and attaches to me. This is the part I have to grit my teeth to get through. There’s never a mark left afterward, but the way it pierces my vein is not a nice one. It’s like I’m being bitten. The liquid in the drip is incredibly cold, but I’m very glad it’s there.Yet another of the serpentine arms has formed what appear. As I turned back to the TV she hit a backhand that almost caught me unaware, even though I knew she would try to sneak it in. Barely making it I returned the ball and claimed my point. She served without taking any clothes off but I hit it back and score the final point of the game.Turning back to her with a smile on my face I didn’t even see her jump. Before I knew what was happening I was flat on my back with 110 pounds of girl on top of me. As she tried to beat me about the head I flipped. Slowly working my full hardened length with your hands and mouth. Your soft tongue making small wavy moves from inside and working playfully beneath my shaft.I breathe deep as my eyes narrow and my head rolls back. You take full control of me, bending me to your will. Slowly worshipping my cock with your gorgeous mouth and holding lips. Going deeper, and deeper down with each stroke, into your warm wet throat. The instinct and adrenaline take over my body as I pull your hands away placing them.