She likes to think she is the best thing since sliced bread to the independently owned real estate brokerages in the whole city. I am so sick of heari...ng that. Independently Owned Real Estate Brokerage, like it’s a title granted by the Queen, a Duchess of Something, or General Somebody.’ ‘Ah, so you mean your mother, huh?’ ‘Of course, I mean my mother. She was never there for me. She had her fancy, schmancy career to take up her time.’ ‘Hey! You benefited from that career. You had good clothes,. " "No!" I snap back "Leave your dress on.....and the blindfold."I walk up close to your face with my cock inches from your lips. "Show me how you make my cock hard" I say as I rub the tip against your bottom lip. You open your mouth wide and take the entire soft cock into your mouth. It doesn't take long for it to start growing around your wet, hot tongue. You start working on it like you need it to survive. "Good girl" I say "Let the fun begin". With my cock still in your hungry mouth I grab. Do you want to be a good girl for your man?"My cock stiffens more at being called a girl, and I yield to the pressure of his hand on my neck and bend down while pulling his underwear free from his cock. I smell his musky scent on his straight black public hair, and his stiff dick grows larger in my vision until it is almost all I can see, a dusky colored helmet of flesh that touches my lips. He rubs precum on my lips and presses on my neck harder, and I open up for him. He groans as my tongue. .playing with my pubic hair. My cock was raging hard and throbbing by now. You slipped your hand down the top of my thigh, pulling the covers as you went. The head of my cock poked out the top of the covers. I spread my legs wider as you used your nails to tease my inner thighs. I shifted my position hoping for more of your touch. I sighed a deep low moan as your nails neared my crotch. You slowly worked up my inner thighs and stopping just inches from my aching balls. I swear you took delight.