I’ve never let a man treat me like such a whore but I had to admit that he owned me and let him have his way with me.When he zipped up his jeans he ...told me to get dressed. Again I did as I was told. I crawled around on the floor searching for my clothes. He went into the bathroom while I got dressed. He returned while I was putting my panties on.“Give me those.” I did as I was told. He asked for my phone and proceeded to put his number into my phone and told me to call him whenever I needed his. I turned to face the body that housed the voice. Had it not been encasedin a bag of a business suit it would appear to be petite and possiblyathletic. She was only about ten years my junior, despite a voice thatstill carried a high spirit."Yes," I said while shifting my helmet and jacket to my left hand toaccept her right that had been thrust forward to greet me."A pleasure to meet you. We had a devil of a time trying to locate you.You've no credit cards, bank accounts, utility accounts, or. She was taken aback on seeing my dick. It is seven and a half inch long and nearly two and a half inch in diameter. She held it firmly with her hands and started stroking it gently.I wanted to feel her mouth around my dick and so I held her hair and pulled her face close to my dick. She still didn’t understand my idea and so I forcefully thrust my dick into her mouth. She shrieked at that instant but I felt her sucking on my dick with unmatchable skills, just after she understood what I wanted. As he climbed onto his motorcycle, he could havesworn he saw the man watching him from the window, dark eyes glitteringin the dim light inside, a tight smile on his lips.The rest of the day, Kyle could barely concentrate on his work,breathing a huge sigh of relief when the time came to clear his desk andhead for the two bedroom apartment he called home. Locking the doorbehind him, he moved directly to the table in the spare bedroom, wherethe lighting was best. He used the spare room as a.