He picked up his cell phone and made a quick call."We're on our way." He said into the phone. Then he turned the car on.We drove in silence. The trip lasted for about 10 minutes. We pulled up to what looked like a warehouse. A garage door opened and we drove the car inside. He got out, and opened my door. He led me through a large open bay and through a door, into a small room with a door on the opposite side. It was empty except for a single small table. The table looked strange. More of a weird contraption than a table. It almost looked like..."Take off your clothes, lay on the table and put your knees in the holsters. As soon as you do so your time starts." The driver spoke.The table was really a weird sexual bench."I don't know..." I replied."If you do not want to do this, I can take you home right now. You will need to return the money however." He said."No, its okay." I said.I began stripping down. The driver watched me. I felt dirty as he gawked at me. I felt like a common. " My Goddess pinched my chin between two fingers andgently forced me to look up into her eyes. "You have performedwell, but you're not done yet. There is still something youhaven't taken care of."While she continued to hold me with her eyes, she slipped herfeet up onto my chest and pushed me away. For my part, all Icould do was slide backwards in the tub until I felt the cold,hard faucet pressing against my spine. Even then, I couldn'tlook away from her eyes."Since we're almost done, and the water is getting cold, I'vesaved you the trouble of soaping up my pussy. While youperformed your oral duties above, I took the liberty of soapingmyself down below." Suddenly, she yanked my head down until Iwas staring at the white, foamy patch between her legs. "Now, awoman's labia aren't quite as sensitive as her breasts, but I doso hate the feel of a soapy pussy."My breath coming hard and heavy, I twisted my legs beneath meuntil I was kneeling between her calves. "If you find me worthy,Goddess,.
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