A Revenge Fuck

She stepped off of me, then turned to face me. Without losing her grip she kissed my neck. "Say it like you mean it and I will finish you off."

"I love you baby."

She slid down and squatted before me. Taking my dick in her mouth she sucked off the head, popping it in and out of her mouth. Wet noises and slurping sounds filled my ears: "You like the way I suck your dick don't you?"

"I'd love it if you'd let go of it too..." I gasped, her grip had only tightened.

"When we go back to the bar, you are going to give me one hundred dollars in front of the bartender and then we'll go to your place."

"Anything baby, just let go of my dick."

She buried her face into me, sucking my cock deep into her throat. Then she released her grip, massaging my balls like a professional. I came, and came, and came. She swallowed it all, moaning. "You have delicious cum baby!" she said licking her fingers. Sliding her skirt back into place, she stood.

I tucked my soaking, flaccid member away, knowing it would be hurting in the morning, and zipped up: "Shall we?"

"After you." She smiled back at me.

"Ladies first." I held the door.

"I love your attitude." she stroked my cheek as she passed by.

The bartender raised a brow at us but made no comment. I took out the money she wanted and slid it to her along the bar. "Shall I call you both a cab?" the tender asked. I nodded.

"Where are we going?" she asked hoping in the cab quickly as it had begun to rain.

"I don't know... where do you live?"

"We're supposed to be going to your place, remember?" she ran a hand gently over my groin, "Or should I remind you?"

Feeling her words, I reeled: "I don't have a place, hence my boozing it up in the bar. All my things are in my car."

She stared at me for a while in the cab and then gave the driver instructions, "North forty by the fifth street bridge."