Rimming Powerful Businessmen by BasseyAberra,BasseyAberra

“Well then I’m sorry to hear that, my dear. And besides, my wife is waiting for me after my phone call just now.” His voice was regretful.

“PLEASE!” Felicita dropped to the floor of the dirty alley. “Please Mr. Hess, sir, please I’ll do anything!” Her hands dropped to the floor. “I’ll do whatever you want, I-” she whipped around and got her mini purse. “You valet parked here tonight, right? Please I’ll pay for your valet fare! I have…” her fingers nervously fumbled around the purse, she had to be quick or else her only chance could be escaping! “Please, I have twenty… sixty-five… please just-” She thrust her entire purse at him. “Take everything, please! I’ll find a way home, it’s fine, I don’t live far!” The desperation in her voice echoed on the walls of the alley buildings. She did live far from here. Very far, if she had no money left then she would be stuck here…

“Darling I’m in no need of money, I don’t need any of that.” His fingers reached around the doorknob and he shook his head at her. Felicita stood frozen, her fingers tightly gripping her purse. Her eyes were wet, and hot tears trickled down her cheeks.

“I’ll do anything. I’ll be your slave!” she said excitedly. “I’ll be your personal cumdump, you can just use me as a bidet in your bathroom, you can let your friends use me however they want, I don’t mind! It’s fine, really I won’t say anything, you can spit on me and kick me and I’ll kiss your feet! Sir, please…” It wasn’t working. Mr. Hess kept shaking his head at her.

Felicita dropped to the ground, her face pressed against Mr. Hess’ boot. Her tears fell, smearing her make-up and leaving spots on his newly polished shine. He stood there, looking down at her. The young, beautiful girl begging at his feet.

“Five minutes,” she said simply. He raised an eyebrow.

“What was that?”

“Five minutes.” Felicita sat up, kneeling on the concrete ground and looking up at him with her tear-streaked face. “Please, sir. Please allow me the honor of servicing you for just five minutes. After that you never have to see me again, I swear I’ll leave you alone forever.” Mr. Hess looked into her eyes, and he saw that she was completely honest with him.

“So you give me a rimjob in this alley, and you’re promising me that you’ll never try to contact me again?”

“I swear to you, sir.” Felicita put her hands on her lap, and nodded obediently, listening to him.

“And you’ll give me all the money in your purse?” She immediately took the purse off the ground and handed it to him, her face stone cold.

“It’s yours, sir.” He took it gingerly and put it in his coat pocket with his free hand.

“And if I told my friends about you, if they were interested, you would let them use you however they wanted?”

“If you give me five minutes, sir, I will do whatever they say happily.”

Mr Hess’ fingers still gripped the doorknob.

“…Three minutes.” he said, in a final sort of way. Felicita smiled, bowed her head, and kissed his shoe, cleaning her make-up off of it.

“Thank you, sir. Thank you so much, thank you thank you.”

Mr. Hess’ fingers finally let go of the door, and Felicita wasted no time. Her hands went around the bottom of her dress and she tugged and pulled and squirmed to get out of it. It was tighter than anything she owned, and she was wasting precious time. She tore the dress and threw it away, her exposed breasts were bouncing with her erratic movement, and Mr. Hess raised his eyebrows in surprise at her lack of any underwear whatsoever, and he raised them higher when he saw that she had a jewel sticking out of her own ass.

“My dear,” he asked, unbuckling his belt. “Is that a butt plug you’re wearing?”

Felicita helped him with the belt and pulled his pants all the way down.

“It’s a vibrating butt plug, sir. I kept it inside and left it turned on the entire night, sir.” Mr. Hess turned around, pulled his boxers down, squatted, and muttered to himself as he started his timer on his smartwatch.

“KIds these days…”

Felicita was completely naked except for her heels, and she rubbed herself, touching her pussy and rubbing her erect nipple, savoring every second of this sight. The CEO of the country’s biggest corporation had his big, hairy ass in her face. She could literally see the beads of sweat on his hairs, and she reached down past her vagina, and pulled on her buttplug as she licked his ass, up and down.

“Oh, sir, you reek,” she moaned, lovingly lapping up his ass with her tongue again and again. The butt plug dropped to the ground, still buzzing, and Felicita’s wet finger rubbed her own anus, while she puckered up her lips. She put her other hand on Mr. Hess’ cheek and spread it apart, closed her eyes, and leaned in, holding her breath, for the best kiss of her entire life…

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