Get ready to walk out

"You know," he said, "that I have a dozen or so girls younger and hotter than you just waiting to suck my dick, right? I really don't know what I'm thinking wasting my time with a woman who, quite frankly, is old enough to be my mother and not really that great looking."

She huffed a little at that.

He may have pushed things too far. Still, he'd picked his path and was stuck with it. He crammed his dick back into his slacks and zipped up. "Good bye, Cathy," he said as he headed for the door.

"Wait, please."

He tried not to show his relief. "Did you have something you wanted to say?"

"I... I was told I wasn't a good cock-sucker so I avoid doing it. Perhaps I could please you in another way." She sank to her knees and grasped him by his thighs. "Please, master. Give me a chance."

"A slut needs to be able to suck cock." He sighed. "Sometimes I think I'm just a sucker for attractive women. Fine, I will give you your first lesson."

He unzipped again. "You may pull it out. You will, of course, be gentle."

"Of course... master."

She skillfully removed it from his boxers and stroked it. "It's beautiful."

"Some sluts take to cock-sucking naturally. Others have to learn. Not having a natural talent isn't anything to be ashamed of but refusing to learn is. Start by licking the length of it, clean off any juices other sluts might have left, then take the tip between your lips.

Her hair wasn't really long enough to grab so he held onto her whole head as she mouthed his dick, then stopped with his tip in her mouth.

"Lesson one... what to do with your teeth. Any ideas?"

"They get in the way," she said.

"If you don't want to have them extracted, you'll have to learn to keep them out of the way. Slide your lips back to cover your teeth, open your mouth wider, and take me in an inch or so."

"Oh-ghuh-ghuh."

He wasn't sure what she was trying to say and didn't particularly care at this point. He wanted his dick in her mouth, wanted this bitch who'd done so much to destroy his life to suck his cock on her knees and love it.

A part of him wanted to ram his dick all the way into her mouth. That would show dominance which clearly Mrs. Fellers craved. On the other hand, she really didn't have much talent at cock-sucking. It was entirely possible that she'd have some reflex bite-down and he'd be left a few inches short.

"I'm not going to teach you to deep-throat today," he announced. "If I decide you're worth my time, I'll teach you later. For now, just learn to appreciate a man's dick in your mouth, imagine the taste of my cum, consider the possibility that I might just decide to change things up and piss down your throat. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Cathy. You know you're the kind of slut that deserves a real man to piss all over her, right."

She nodded, his dick still in her mouth.

"I think part of the problem, slut, is that you don't pay full attention to your man. We'll work on that. In the meantime, let's see what your tits feel like around my cock."

"Okay," she said. "I mean, okay, master."

He shook his head. "Too late, I'm afraid."