“You’re perfect. I was imagining the same scenario. What color are your eyes?”Isabella smiled as a thought popped up in her deviant mind. “Wou...ld you like to see them yourself via Skype?”“God, I would,” he quickly said. “Do you have an iPhone? We could FaceTime.”“Yes, I do. That sounds good.” Isabella stopped touching herself as excitement thrummed in her body. “I’ll hang up and you can video call me, okay?”“See you soon, beautiful.”Adrenaline surged through Isabella at the thought of seeing his. A bit too much eye makeup, a pierced eyebrow and a few tattoos, but a nice figure. She was polite, anyway. I’ve fucked much worse things.The house was a fucking mess, and she apologized, saying it was a friend’s place she was using for the afternoon. I was thinking I need to go a bit upscale next time, but she had a pretty face and a nice bod, and hell, I was kind of committed at this point. We went upstairs to a bedroom that was only a little cleaner than the living room, but at least the. Maybe I should….Marc turned around suddenly, eyes completely open. I took my hand back quickly. He grabbed the back of my head, pulled it towards him and placed his lips on mine. His other hand grabbed my wrist and guided it back to his arse. I clenched my teeth, keeping my lips closed as tightly as I could. Then I felt Marc’s tongue move over my lips and I couldn’t resist any longer. I slowly opened my mouth and felt his hot breath. His hand still on my wrist, he pulled us closer together. He led me to a stall where one of the cows was waiting to be milked. Telling me to wait there, he went back to the barn doors and locked them from the inside. As he walked back to the stall, I could see him stop at the sink and rinse his cock with water. As soon as came back he unzipped his jeans and began openly stroking his cock while staring me down. “Come here and sit on this stool” he barked out. I sat down and he moved closer to me so that his cock was almost eye level. “Watch how I do.