And the pain. God, the pain. I still felt it keenly. I wanted to tear into her. To punish as well as pleasure. To make her experience some small measu...re of what I had when he’d pushed me away.My tongue stroked over the slight indentations left by my teeth and her hips rocked into me, her finger sliding through the parted lips of my sex. “My turn,” she whispered darkly.Leaning on one arm, she squeezed my breast in her other hand. Her head lowered and her lips surrounded the taut point of my. If you continue to nurse on my cock, my erection will not go down and I’ll spread those cute ass cheeks of yours and fill up your ass with cum. Understand me BOY?”“Yes,” I replied staring deeply into those green eyes as I was breathing as much as I could from the bottle of poppers. I was looking forward to this. His control of the situation was making me hot and the thought of him feeding me his cum had me dripping cum myself.He rolled me over on my back and straddled my head with his legs and. These super wealthy men often bought extravagant jewellery for their wives and pleasure slaves alike. His assistant agreed Norton would meet me, and view my merchandise.So one night in bed with Melora I told her after sex I would be leaving the next day for the deep south. That I was going on a sales tour, and would be gone for about two weeks or so.I also told her I would swing by her mother’s owners homestead. That I would enquire after her mother, and see what could be done to arrange for. I looked up almost expecting her to be glaring at the letch across the table from her. To my surprise she smiled again, “So do you?” she asked pulling me out of my daze at her beautiful face and cleavage. “Do you come her often?” she repeated.“Uh, well, no, I am here meeting a client,” I stammered. “What business are you in?” she asked and the conversation became about me and I felt totally comfortable talking with her. I reordered my scotch and her martini. “Enough of me,” I said, “What do you.