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She was wearing a seductive black dress and sipping a whiskey sour. I saw her as I got up to leave, but instead of leaving, I walked up to her. She crossed her legs, and the slit that went up to her navel revealed her naked hip. “No one should drink a whiskey sour alone”, I said, my usual pick up lin! e.

“Why don’t you sit down and enjoy it with me then”, she said in a commanding tone. I was mesmerized by her gaze and I sat down without even thinking about it. I asked her where she was from and her reply was to grab my thigh. It was unexpected to say the least, but one thing that wasn’t a surprise was my dick going hard.

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She continued with the conversation like nothing had happened. My dick was already hard and I could feel her hand gradually travelling up my thigh. She took the maraschino cherry out and sucked it. While I was busy being transfixed by her stare, she grabbed my cock in her hand and rubbed me up and down.

She asked me if I wanted to go to her place and I managed a nod. She played with my dick in the cab while I drowned my fingers in her wetness. There was a certain urgency with which she responded to my kisses.

We got to her place and she started ripping my clothes off. “Close your eyes” she said, and she wrapped a blindfold around them. When she handcuffed me to the bed stand, I could not object.

“Do you want me?” she said. I said yes. “Do you trust me?” she said. I would have let her do anything to me. I felt a tingling feeling in anticipation of what was coming next.

Then she placed an ice cold washcloth on my dick which made me go flaccid. Afterwards, she placed a metal ring around my cock. I was beginning to rebel against this turn of events when she let me suck her fingers – her cum covered fingers.

I began to swell again until the metal ring was too small for my cock. I wanted the pain to stop when she sat on my dick and began riding it. It hurt, but it was still the most intense pleasure I had ever experienced.

The intense pleasure I was feeling, and her screams only made me want to cum. There was something blocking my orgasm – the cock rings. I could tell that at least she was having an orgasm because of the way that she was moaning and screaming. I wish I could see that.

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