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I sat watching her get ready. She was wearing a matching red lingerie set, fabric cross-crossing around her body. It was showing off her curves and making promises of what was held within. Promises I knew she was good at keeping, and would fulfil with any amount of vigour and lust. She eyed me in the mirror and smiled, a smile which hinted at thoughts that she might only be privy to but perhaps she may reveal if I was lucky.She started to apply her lipstick while still watching me. Deep scarlet red lipstick. Those lips would have changed their meaning through the ages: rebellion, impolite, sexually amoral, even heretical. However, I knew her reason for wearing it this evening was pure and simple to make herself attractive to the opposite sex. She had that look in her eye which basically meant she was after cock and more than just mine. Every now and again she gets the need to express herself sexually and I was more than happy to help.“Take that with you,” I growled, getting turned on already at the thought of how this evening was going to play out. I had ideas, which she didn’t know, that would make this fun.“Take what?” she asked“The lipstick. We’ll be needing it,” I replied.She looked slightly confused but popped it into her clutch bag as I requested.“Where are we going? You haven’t said.”This was because I hadn’t decided yet. However, my idea had crystallised and I knew she was going to like it. I shrugged at just tapped at my watch as if to indicate we were running late. She just pouted Bostancı Escort at me in defiance; a look that would soon be wiped off her face. As I watched, she shimmied into a tight-fitting red dress and turned around in the mirror admiring herself.“You are such a cock tease.” Forcing myself to admire the purely sexual and wanton woman in front of me. “Ready to have some fun?”“Let’s go, Daddy.” She knew every time that she called me that it made me hornier about her, wanting to just take her whenever I could. However, I had plans and she wasn’t going to dissuade me from them.“Let’s go, baby-girl, and see what fun we can find.” Again the pout came out; she’d been expecting to at least blow me or ride me by calling me Daddy. By my self-restraint, she wasn’t happy, though I think this would play out better in the long run as she’s want to impress me when things got going.We got into the car and drove into town, parking in a multi-storey car park. All the way into town she was either playing with my cock through my jeans or touching herself; hitching her skirt up and rubbing herself through her knickers or playing with her erect nipples. By the time we arrived in town, I was rock-hard and she was wet for anything.We walked to the lifts and went down. Neither of us were talking, both excited at what might happen. She was an exhibitionist by heart, happy to have her body on display around others, enjoyed having sex with others watching or the thrill of potentially Bostancı Escort Bayan being caught. We’d had sex outside in public on multiple occasions, however now was the time for something different.We kept walking, me leading her. I could sense the puzzlement in her body language. She knew we were going to have some fun but she didn’t know how or where. Suddenly she seemed to get a hint of where we were going, as we were heading towards our favourite strip club.“Are we going to get a toy?” she asked. I chuckled, “Sorry, but tonight you are going to be the toy.”If there was a place guaranteed to have men with hard dicks, wanting to empty their balls, it was by a strip club. We came walking up to the club but I walked straight past, and then turned a corner. There was a passageway at the side of the strip club that I knew people would often use for a quickie, either the strippers themselves to make some extra cash or people who just felt the urge.She was pouting again, unhappy that we weren’t going into the club. I turned to her and told her to get down on her knees. She looked at me quizzically but obeyed. I walked behind her and pulled out a surprise she wasn’t expecting, the handcuffs we normally kept for play at home. I pulled her arms behind her back and snapped the cuffs on.“Tonight, no hands. That mouth of yours is going to do all the work.” I then reached into her purse and pulled out her lipstick. I pulled her face up and started scrawling Escort Bostancı either side of her lips. “Open your mouth and let me see.” She did as she was told and I looked at my handiwork.T. O. Y. Was spelt out on her face. I snapped a photo on my phone and showed her. Her face lit up when she saw what I had done. I put my phone away and unzipped my jeans. “I want to play with my toy before I share it with anyone else.” I pulled my erect cock out and laid it against her lips. She’d got me so worked up in the car, that I didn’t know how long I would last, especially when her tongue darted out and lick the tip of cock.I talked to her as she went to work on my length: “Anyone can use your mouth tonight, your mouth is a toy to be played with.”“The only place people can cum is your mouth”“No other part of your body is available for their use.”“You can only make them cum with your mouth and tongue.”As I said the last, she got to work deep-throating me. I could feel her tongue working on the head of my cock every time she had her lips locked around it, before descending back down my length again. I could hear her moaning on my cock and knew she was turned on by what was going to happen. All too soon I could feel my balls tightening and I grunted as I spurted my cum into her mouth. I could feel her swallowing it as quickly as it was ejected. She continued to lick, kiss and swallow my cock to get it clean, enjoying the feeling of it slowly softening in her mouth. We had both been caught up in what we had been doing that we were completely unaware that we had an audience. I turned round and saw that a couple of men were watching us. She now became aware and flashed a smile at them, before making an “O” with her mouth. They looked at me, not saying a word. “What do you think of my TOY?” I said.
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