Seduction by Velvet

said confidently.
    â€œWell, I’m not a horse, but I assure you I won’t choke while I’m going down on your dick,” Missy said, rubbing her hand against his crotch.
    Mason felt his manhood spring to life at her touch. “Is that a fact?”
    â€œIt’s more than a fact; it’s a promise.”
    â€œPromises are made to be kept, and not broken,” he teased back.
    She grabbed his hand. “Let’s go back to one of the booths. I can show you better than I can tell you.”
    As they started to walk away, Princess spoke up. “Don’t leave me out; I wanna cum too!”
    Mason took her hand. “Don’t worry, Honey; I got enough dick for the both of you.”
    The three of them walked hand in hand to an empty booth, but instead of settling in at the table, the women sat Mason down and stood over him. Missy unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans, and took out his swollen cock. She then got on her knees and took his bulbous head into her mouth. Princess slid her tube top down to her waist, allowing her surgically enhanced titties to spring loose. She leaned over so that her nipples brushed his lips. Mason reached up and grabbed both of her titties and began sucking one and then the other. Her nipples were burgeoning into hardness with each lick of his tongue. Mason was a breast man, and he loved to feel a woman’s nipples harden inside of his wet mouth.
    With one woman on her knees and one feeding him her ripe breasts, Mason was in carnal heaven. He closed his eyes and behind his lids lurid bursts of red, orange, and purple exploded like fireworks on the Fourth of July. This was a man who truly loved his job and the perks that came with it! Though he had vowed to stop fucking around with the clients, his libido seemed to be in perpetual overdrive and until he had a steady girlfriend, that was one promise that would be broken again and again. Mason lifted his hips off of the seat so that he could feed her every inch of his rod. “Suck that big dick and make it cum,” he demanded.
    Missy had to admit that he had one of the biggest cocks that she had ever seen. There was something familiar about his cock, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She had sucked so many dicks in her lifetime that identifying one without seeing the face attached to it was futile, so she put the thought out of her mind and continued to enjoy herself.
    â€œOh, yeah, I’m—cumming,” Mason moaned.
    â€œSquirt…your creamy cum…right down my throat,” Missy said in between sucks.
    Mason loved a woman who wasn’t afraid to swallow. Most women held the semen in their mouth and pretended to swallow but this chick seemed to be the real deal. As he released his white hot load, he opened his eyes and waited for her to spit out his life-giving juices, but she greedily swallowed every single drop. “Was the dick big enough for you?” he asked once she stood up.
    â€œBig and tasty.” Missy smiled, and wiped the back of her mouth with her hand.
    â€œAnd how were the tits?” Princess asked.
    â€œBig and tasty,” Mason said, repeating Missy’s words.
    â€œWell, I hope you ladies are having a better time now.” He smiled and zipped up his jeans.
    â€œMuch better!” they said in unison.
    â€œWe aim to please at BD Two, so spread the word to all your girlfriends,” Mason said, using his best sales pitch voice.
    â€œI’ll remember that the next time I wanna suck some good dick,” Missy said, looking down at Mason’s crotch, then she and Princess strolled out of the bistro in search of another well-hung server to double-team.

10
    THE MORNING breeze off of the Hudson filled Mason’s lungs as he made his usual trek from Seventy-second Street up to Ninety-sixth Street and back. After a night of carousing at the club, he needed to clear his head, and a jog along the river was just what the doctor ordered.