Despite my efforts, I only managed to touch my lips to his shaved pubis a couple of times, leaving a few distinctive marks on it with my red lipstick. In between oral pleasures to his penis, I licked and sucked his big, sweaty balls while I was wanking his dick. While I was head over heels in the process, John took off my jacket, unbuttoned my blouse, and savagely pulled my breasts out of the cups of my bra without unbuttoning it, before he started stroking and fondling my nipples with his right hand. After five minutes of intense blowjobbing, he started cumming violently in my mouth, pressing my head so close to his cock that my lower lip was touching his scrotum. Hot cum filled my throat. At that moment I really wanted to rip my head out of his hands so I wouldn’t choke, but, due to my physical abilities, I couldn’t. He let his potential offspring down into me for a long time, after which his cock gradually began to go limp, and he leaned back in the seat with a satisfied look. By then my pussy was so wet that I not only got my panties wet but also created a little puddle in the leather interior. There was silence inside the car for a while, diluted by my rapid breathing and John’s satisfied sighs. But then the sonic deficit was broken by two taps on the bulkhead from the driver, which, like the car stopping, meant that we had arrived.
Tucking my bare breasts into my bra and looking out the window, I didn’t see any familiar houses.
– Where are we? – I asked my newfound partner.
– At my house,” John replied, still reeling from his orgasm.
At this point, my brain, still reeling from the rush of lust, was beginning to understand that this man had not planned to bring me home so easily from the beginning of our meeting. He had paid me a lot of money, and he wanted to earn it back a hundred percent. Maybe it was just pennies to him, though: a grand to fuck some underage whore from the Internet. While I was in a thinking stupor, John tucked his cock back into his pants.
– Button up and put your jacket on,” he commanded as he finished tightening his belt.
I obediently began to button my blouse and looked around for the previously removed piece of clothing. I understood now why I didn’t resent him and demanded that John take me home because I knew I had no way back. What’s more, my lust didn’t disappear, but rather intensified, mingling with fear, helplessness, and the feeling that this wasn’t the end of tonight. After I got dressed, John opened the back door of the car and invited me out of the vehicle by giving me a hand.
My sponsor’s apartment was in a fancy new building near the river. Inside, everything reminded me of a hotel: a huge front hall that resembled a reception desk, a concierge sitting behind the counter, and a large glass elevator. When we got to the twenty-second floor, we walked down the corridor only a little bit, stopping at the apartment with number one hundred and sixty-five. As John opened the doors, my eyes ran over his body and stopped, coming across a distinct bump in the groin area.
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