Yes*

I stop a moment near the door to #105 to wrestle myself down. The little vixen has my blood boiling with that text, and the one following it from Claudia didn’t help. Dayna might mean exactly what she seems to be suggesting—she might enjoy it if I cut loose and ravished her—but then again, maybe not.

Dayna answers the door in white lingerie. I’m so startled I can’t help myself: even though the light is really unflattering to her (and even though anyone could walk by and see), I snap a picture with the rig. Then I hurry inside the apartment.

Prompted by her curiosity about my action, I explain the rig. I ask Dayna if she would like me to film her while we fuck. I promise her no one will ever see it but us. She’s clearly turned on by the idea, but part of her is anxious; in the end, the anxious side wins. “I’d prefer not to for our first time, sir. Maybe next time?” she adds hopefully.

“That’s fine, Dayna, there’s really no pressure at all,” I say.

“Now, sir,” she coos, “may I take your cock?” With that she drops to her knees, opens my pants, and fishes out my rapidly-growing organ. She stares at it reverently. “It’s beautiful,” she says. “It’s the biggest I’ve ever seen up close.” She puts out her tongue and swirls it around my knob. I lean my shoulders against the wall and groan at the touch. She caresses it with her lips, then closes them around it and sucks gently. She teases the tip with the tip of her tongue. She bobs her head up and down and fondles my balls. She’s inexpert but not clumsy; most important, she’s enthusiastic.

“Mmmmm, sir, your cock is tasty,” Dayna purrs.

“You know, Dayna, you don’t have to call me ‘sir.’ You’re more than welcome to call me Iain.”

“I want to call you sir,” she says in a sultry voice. “I want to be your dirty girl.”

“Well, if you want my load in your mouth, keep doing what you’re doing,” I grunt.

“Mmmmm, I hate to stop sucking this yummy cock,” Dayna says hungrily, “but I definitely want your cum somewhere else, so I suppose I’d better.”

I pull her to her feet. “Now, if you want to be my dirty girl, I want you to take off that bra and let me see those big titties you’ve been teasing me with.”

“Yes, sir,” Dayna says energetically. I turn her and pull her into me ass-first. I reach around and cup her huge breasts in my hands. I lift them up, enjoying their weight. I caress them all over, teasing the nipples. I pinch them as I knead her springy titflesh. I start kissing and sucking Dayna’s neck and shoulder. I pull and twist her nipples, which makes her gasp and press her ass hard into my dick. She turns her face to me and we kiss, deeply and lustfully, tongues twining restlessly around each other.

I break off and murmur in her ear, “I need to taste you, dirty girl. I need to eat your pussy.”

“Oh please, sir, oh please, please, please,” Dayna whimpers.