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He walked away, his strong shoulders shifting with every step and tugging at the fabric of his suit. The final japanese thing that I saw, before Carter walked out the door, was him pulling something out of his pocket. It was a pair of silver aviators, which he slipped on before waving to me once and leaving. I felt more and more self hatred washing over me, the further away Carter got. I fought to keep my hands from instinctively moving straight down to my cunt, which felt painfully empty. “Ma’am,” said the waiter, pulling me back to reality. “Do you need anything else?” “The check, please. It’s getting a little too hot in here, for me.” By the time I stepped out of the restaurant, amateur the entire table I’d been sitting at smelled like sex, so I ducked out as quickly as I could. I got anxious at the thought of getting back to my limousine, because I had a few things tucked away in there that would help me work out my dirty thoughts. “How was your meal, Ms. Jones?” asked Donovan, as I stepped into the car. I’d told my driver that he was too formal, multiple times, but he insisted on calling me that. “Fine.” “Am I taking you straight home, or is there sexy somewhere else you’d like to go?” I pulled out my phone, after hearing it go off, in my purse. “Straight home,” I told Donovan, before reading a text from Carter, which contained the address of an expensive hotel, downtown. “But, I may be going somewhere, later.” “I’ll keep the engine warm.” I pulled a half empty bottle of champagne from the mini-fridge, and jettisoned my underwear as soon as my phone was put away. My bra came only seconds later. I was a pretty fast learner, as well as dexterous, so it had only taken me a few years of living “the good life” to learn how to slip off my bra with one hand, while guzzling alcohol with the other. I didn’t put the bottle down until it was empty, quickly tossing it next to the others, while I searched for one of my toys. A private company owned the limo, but it was kept on retainer, exclusively for my personal use. There were wine and champagne bottles all over the place, stains on every seat and, underneath several piles of junk… “There it is.” I was pleased to feel the familiar hum, as I tested the batteries on my favorite vibrator. It certainly wasn’t my biggest, but the five inch device was easy to hide, and had another branching section for teasing my second hole, though I didn’t plan on letting any man in there, anytime soon. Carter still had me so turned on that I was dripping wet, and my little toy slipped inside without one second of grip or hesitation. As I leaned back on the leather seats, I could feel my nipples growing erect, as the black silk of my dress rubbed across them. I gripped one between my fingers, twisting gently as I pulled out the throbbing device, so I could use it to tease my clit. “Ms. Jones, would you perhaps like to close the partition?” asked Donovan, who had a clear view of what I was doing, from the rear view mirror. “You could always pull over and join me,” I told him, but his only response was Amateur Porn to close the blind, himself. “Well, that ruined the mood,” I said to myself, throwing my toy at the window. Admittedly, even I was a little grossed out when it left a wet spot on the glass. I spent the next twenty public minutes chugging from a bottle of white wine, as well as texting with Carter, and soon my phone was filled with pictures of a gorgeous suite he had rented on the top floor. “You cumming over?” “Ms. Jones?” “Yes?” I said, as Donovan pulled me out of my daze. “We’re here.” He climbed out and opened the door, spilling my drunken ass all over the walkway. My eyes fluttered. “Good Mother!” Sister Julia gasped beside me. She rushed to the window, exposing herself to the crowd, but they hardly cared. Just be patient.” There was also Natalie. I was hot and wet, opened my legs, lifted my dress to my waist, squeezed Sherry’s other hand and with my free hand started stroking myself. “I think this a good time to emphasize how BIG of a secret this is – what I’ve told you and what we just did. She was not in control of the tongue but it felt as if every nerve ending from her g-spot was attached to it. “Open your mouth, slut”, she told Karan. 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