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say. It's getting tiresome. Listen when I tell you what to do, and do it." He looked over at his watch. "Forty-three minutes," he said. "Suck my cock and wait for me to tell you what to do next."
    I walked over to him and sat on the edge of the bed. He positioned himself right in front of me, his cock thrust into my face. Smiling and trying not to blush, I looked at the tip for a moment before gently putting a hand around the base and leaning forward, taking the top couple of warm inches into my mouth and sucking slowly while pressing the tip of my tongue below the head and licking all the way to the hole. I felt him harden a little more as I took him all the way into my mouth, until the tip was all the way to the back of my throat. I felt the stubble of his shaved crotch against my face. Not really sure what to do next, I began to wrap my tongue around his shaft before slowly slipping him back out and flicking the hole in the end with my tongue. He tasted good, with a hint of his own lubrication.
    "Slow or fast?" I asked, pushing the palm of my hand against his large balls.
    "Fast."
    I slipped his cock all the way back in, this time working quickly to slide him in and out as fast as possible. I could tell he was enjoying it from the way he was getting a little larger, and I was careful to use my tongue and wrap it around his veiny shaft as much as possible. He seemed to be enjoying it so much, I was braced for him to unload a wad of sperm into my mouth at any moment. I knew I'd have to swallow, unless he told me otherwise, but I didn't mind. Putting the money out of my mind for just a second, I realized there was no reason not to enjoy going down on one of the richest men on the planet.
    Suddenly he reached down and pushed my head back, his cock sliding out of my mouth.
    "On your front," he said firmly. "All fours."
    Normally I'd be annoyed at receiving such a direct order, but things were a little different this time so I turned and got on all four, presenting my ass to him. I felt him grip my waist, repositioning me slightly, and moments later his throbbing cock slid smoothly into my open pussy. I gasped as I felt him filling me so deep, and he proceeded to start pounding away at me. Feeling his balls slapping against me, I steadied myself and focused on the pleasure of the moment. I'd made love to men before, of course, but I'll be honest: this was the first time I really felt like a guy was properly fucking me. He was just thrusting into me, with none of that touchy-feeling stuff that all the 'modern men' of Manhattan like to practice. This was just a guy who'd seen my pussy and wanted to fuck it, and there was a part of me that really liked his assumption that he could just do what he wanted.
    I grunted as he thrust even harder. I could feel the ridges of the tip of his cock as they ran along my vagina. He shifted position a little, changing his angle so he was pushing harder against me with the tip. I was already starting to feel the unmistakable early signs of an orgasm, though I felt I should hold back for a while. After all, he was the one paying me , so I figured it was his needs that came first. Strangely, I felt totally okay with that. All I wanted at that moment was to be used by him for his desires. I felt almost like a doll, like a purely sexual creature that this man wanted to use. I didn't even mind if I reached orgasm, just so long as he did. Taking a deep breath, I found it fairly easy to suppress the orgasm and prevent it from peaking. For now, at least...
    Figuring that I should let him know that I was enjoying it, I let out a high-pitched moan as he increased the pace. He was getting ready to cum now, I could tell, and I braced myself. I usually made my partners wear a condom, but this time I didn't bother. I just felt the feeling of skin against skin, and I was waiting to feel him explode inside me. I wanted it, just to feel his pleasure. Finding it hard to stay focused, I felt him thrusting into me