Not really, she meets the neighbor first

Happy, a little dazed, Suzanne walks towards the street, until a movement, on her right, attracts her attention.

"Hello Susan!"

She stops and looks in the direction of the voice, seeing her neighbor detailing her body.

"Oh, hello Mr. Miller," the blonde says as she approaches the old man. "You can call me Suzie, you know?"

She smiles at him, that same silly smile she was practicing just a few minutes ago in front of her mirror.

"How are you, Suzie?"

"I'm good, I'm going shopping...my brothers are helping me to be a better girl...a good girl!"

The last words make her shudder... at the same time, she realizes that the neighbor is staring at her chest rather than her eyes. Yesterday, that look would have offended her, but not anymore, she shivers slightly as she puffs out her chest a little.

"You don't have school today?"

"Yes, but I'm too dumb anyway to learn all those things..."

"I always knew you were a good girl...are you going to the mall?"

"No, James gave me an address to find what I need..."

"I'm leaving in a few minutes, do you want me to drop you off? Where is it?"

"It's the 'Désir Nocturne' store, you know where it is?"

He smiles as he leans even closer, putting a hand on her bare shoulder. The contact hardens her nipples a little more, stretching the thin fabric.

"Do you know what kind of store this is, Suzie?"

She blushes as he puts his hand behind her neck.

"Come with me in the house, I'll take my keys while you tell me what you're going to buy at the store..."

She lets herself be pushed towards the door, the man's hand lower and lower behind her back.

Inside, he becomes more daring and puts his hand on the blonde's ass, who accepts all the touching. The man then guesses that she is a victim of this syndrome, the effects of which he was just reading about this morning.

"So what does a good girl like you have to buy?"

Short of breath, she rummages in her bag and pulls out a sheet.

"I have a list, because I'm too dumb to remember everything!"

He presses his hand against her ass, causing her to jump and drop the piece of paper. She bends down to pick it up, the man thus having an unobstructed view of the breasts revealed by the neckline of the camisole.

He puts his hands on her shoulders to **** her to hold the position.

"A good dumb girl...and obedient?"

She tries to get up but he is stronger than her.

"Good silly girls are always obedient...you know that?"

"I...I think so..."

He strokes her hair as she kneels to rest her legs.

"And what do silly blondes do when they're on their knees in front of a man?"

Suzanne raises her head, searching for the answer as the man takes the list in his hand.

"Untie my pants, stupid little neighbor, I'm sure you'll figure out what you have to do.."

She obeys, and her smile grows when she sees the dick, inflated.

"Oh, you want me to suck you?"

"Bravo! I knew you weren't as stupid as you look!"

She appreciates the compliment as her hand grabs the still somewhat limp penis.

"But I have to tell you that I'm not a good cocksucker, Mr. Miller..."

"Come on, I'm sure a little slut like you has a lot of practice..."

"Do you think I look like a little slut?"

The innocent look she throws at him, the movement of the hand that she has mechanically undertaken, the words spoken softly, all this excites the man, who feels his erection grow.

"Yes, but that's a compliment..."

"Oh thank you then... I'll tell you again, I just sucked once...but my brothers want me to practice a lot more..."

"These two assholes", thinks the man, "for once they have a good idea!"

"So what are you waiting for to start?" he says, trying to stay serious.

He sees her leaning towards him.

"If you're not doing well, I'll give you some advice..."