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Invited by the most breath-taking woman she had ever met.How could she believe the woman had been sincere, back at the restaurant? How could she find the courage to meet her again? Why would she once more open herself up to be hurt, ridiculed, humiliated?Why on earth had she done what the little, perfumed piece of paper told her to? The paper she'd found with her tip? Why had she walked three long streets wearing nothing but a raincoat? Why had she slipped into a toilet stall after work to get out of her uniform, her bra, her panties even? And the most astounding why: why did she feel tiny drops of her juices run down the inside of her thighs? Why did her extended nipples get so achingly hard as they chafed on the coarse lining of her coat, all the way to the hotel?The elevator doors slid open once again as she reached the ground floor. She took a deep breath and stepped back into the reception area. The damn music made her want to scream, but of course she didn't. What she did was. She slid his jeans off of him, leaving him lying, tortured, in his underwear. There she stood at the end of the bed in her lace bottom, eyeing off his cock hungrily. In a flurry of movement she extracted the member from his underwear, taking them off rapidly. Her hand touched the shaft, which twitched at the sensation. Slowly she wrapped her hand around its base. “Are all men this big?” she asked, giggling slightly. A sly smile was her only response and her hand began slowly pumping the huge totem. Every time she reached the head, he groaned aloud and his cock engorged with even more blood. He had closed his eyes as her hand moved faster and faster. Up and down the veiny cock. Making sure his eyes were still closed, she brought her head forward, enclosing the head of his penis with her mouth. This new sensation brought a loud moan. She moaned as well as she reveled in feeling his rock-hard cock fill her mouth. She slid down as far as she could, her tongue working overtime, lapping.
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