He wanted to go to the room (guess what for), but I told him I would make it worth his while and pulled my jacket open for him to see my tits. That is...all it took and we got off the elevator and went to the lounge and sat at a table and the waiter took our drink order, staring at my tits. When the band started playing a slow song, I stood up and told Paul I wanted to dance and when he stood up, I took my jacket off and we went to the dance floor with everyone looking our way staring at my tits,. "Well," Samantha said as she entered the room. "That was either Tiffany, or you were calling a sex line." "What do you mean?" I asked. Samantha looked down at my hardening dick. I looked back up at her. "I was just thinking about what you had planned." "Uh huh," Samantha responded, unconvinced at my lie. Talking to Tiffany while I was utterly naked, had been exciting. "Sit," Samantha ordered as she came closer to me. I obeyed and sat in her chair. Samantha dialed a number on the phone in front. I'm putting as much of it in is mouth as i can and he is still not satisfied he wants his dick to hit the back of my throat, my eyes began to water, he makes me so nervous, even though he's just laying back and texting someone on his phone i was afraid to look up at him, i looked down at his dick and it was dripping wet, my spit was running down his dick to the crack of his ass. He grabbed my head and forced his dick to go deeper in my mouth. I felt my self about to throw up so i pulled back. "If you're not a horny slut, why don't you wear a bra?" I just shook my head. "I don't know! Please, Mr. Burkle, stop!" He reached out and pinched my left nipple, then sucked on it making it getting hard. I started moaning. I couldn't help it. It was making my pussy wet. All of a sudden he released my arms and grabbed the back of my head. "What are you doing?" I yelled. He pulled me by my hair into the living room and made get on my knees. "I'm going to teach you what every good little fucking.
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