She felt so small and vulnerable, tripping along on her heels, her clothes completely inappropriate for the cold weather. She clearly needed someone t...o look after her and he felt a sudden unexpected wave of protectiveness, completely at odds to the lust she’d inspired in him in the bar. She stumbled slightly on the uneven surface and stopped for a moment to slip off her heels, swinging them absent mindedly in her free hand as she snuggled back against him, her head barely reaching up to his. I craved his cock inside me, not this crude substitute. “And did it feel good, slut, when she touched you right here? When she handled MY property?” My thighs clenched and I felt fireworks go off inside my head at these words. “It felt good, Master, yes. I can’t lie.” “I DO want you to feel good, slut. Should I call her and have her come over and fondle my property so you can feel some more pleasure today?” “Please no, Sir!” I exclaimed. “Can I please have your cock inside the pussy you own? I. Only about two and a half inches remained at the base. These last two she eagerly massaged with her fingers.She continued to mouth my man parts for several minutes. Each time the suckling would increase to a frenzied and frantic pace. My fully erect penis slid in and out of her plump lips. Her chubby cheeks inflated each time my penis was enveloped.Finally, she rose up. After a great deal of forceful fellatio her lips released me. My penis was entirely soaked with saliva. A long string of drool. Fighting back the urge to say more, she nodded her head. "Yes, sir."The car came to a stop and he got out, walking around to let her out and guide her up to his apartment. He held her by the hand as they climbed the steps, not once looking back at her. She took this opportunity to adjust her hair quickly.After being let into the apartment, he dropped her hand. She stopped walking as he shut the door behind them and then walked to stand in front of her.His eyes were cool and collected as he.