“Are you ready, baby girl?” he asks while stripping off his blazer. I stare at the man, almost unable to talk as he rips off his white dress shirt. Goodness, James really is built like a gladiator with a bronzed chest, six pack abs, and a torso that narrows to a delicious vee. Not only that, but his muscles look to be carved of wood, and my eyes flicker up to meet his hungrily.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper. “I’m ready for whatever you like.”
But then the words die on my lips because my client just shed his boxers, and his enormous tool springs out. The air whooshes from my lungs because he’s huge. His man meat is at least nine inches long, as thick as a Coke bottle, and already dripping slickly at the tip with need.
“Are you nervous?” he growls in a low tone, intuiting my emotions.
“No,” I whisper immediately, eyes wide. “But I’ve never seen or felt something so big inside,” I admit.
His blue eyes gleam.
“Then good, because guess what I like to do with every new girl?”
I shake my head wordlessly, still trying to process what’s coming in my direction. The billionaire’s voice becomes silky as he crooks a finger at me.
“I like to test each and every one of a new woman’s holes, just to make sure she can take me everywhere. Is that bad, baby girl? Unfortunately, it’s just what I like to do, and I put all my women through their paces. And the first hole I want to test of yours, Simona, is your mouth. Come here, honey.”
At first, I’m shocked and gaping at him like a fish. But then wordlessly, I slip off the mattress and onto my knees before this man.
“Yes Daddy,” I whisper, tilting my chin to look up at him while opening my mouth obediently. “Put it in.” His cock bobs against my cheek, leaving a trail of come against the soft plumpness, but the handsome man chuckles and pulls away.
“I appreciate your eagerness, baby girl, but I only like oral when the woman is completely nude as well. So clothes off, baby girl, and show me what you’ve got.”
My eyes open wide, but I leap to do as he asks. In moments, I’ve shed my blue dress and my lingerie, revealing huge, Double D breasts that sway, as well as a moist, gleaming slit between my legs.
“Beautiful,” he rasps, his eyes glued to that shadowy vee. “Leave your heels on and then kneel,” he commands.
Like a good girl, I immediately do as he commands, and James rewards me by letting me taste his tip. My lashes flutter closed as I circle around the glans before closing my lips around that hard length. He’s musky and salty at once, and I suck hungrily, swallowing the bit of fluid there.
“Oh fuck,” James groans, tunneling his fingers through my hair as his head drops back with pleasure. “Shit your mouth is good.”
Encouraged, I begin licking up the sides of his shaft, trailing my tongue over the sensitive vein on the bottom before leaning down to pull one ball into my mouth, and then the other. They’re soft, velvety, and utterly yummy and my hand slips down between my legs to touch myself as I savor his musky masculine flavor.
“Shit, what a dirty little girl,” James rasps from above me. “Part your thighs so I can watch.”
With my mouth still stuffed full, I do as he commands and spread my knees so that my gleaming slit comes into view. Then I tease my nub out from between my folds, gently caressing the hood back, and then circle my fingers around the hard pink flesh, getting everything slick and wet.
“Fuck fuck fuck,” the billionaire breathes, watching my show. “You’re such a fucking little slut.”
Emboldened, I go even further. Smiling even though my cheeks are bulging with meat, I reach one hand behind myself and lift my bottom slightly. Then, I gently tease my back pucker with a finger, letting out a throaty moan as my pleats clench in anticipation. But James isn’t having it.
“Not where I can’t see,” he growls. With that, he pops his cock out of my mouth, a string of saliva still connecting the tip to my lips. “I think we’ve established that your mouth can take me just fine, baby girl, but now it’s time for your other two holes to get a work-out.”
My heart races as he reaches down to scoop me into the air before depositing my curvy form on the mattress again. My breasts fly this way and that, bouncing and jiggling, as the client watches with satisfaction.
“Shit, your nips are so hard and you’re so fucking wet,” he murmurs, those blue eyes not missing an inch. “Now, get on your hands and knees.”
I do as told, pressing my cheek against the mattress as my heart-shaped bottom rises in the air. My fists grip the sheets in anticipation, and sure enough, when his massive length nudges against my tiny hole, I let out a low moan as my eyes flutter shut.