Are you fucking kidding? Hell, yes!

“Please, finish!” Is all you are able to grunt out of your mouth.

“As you wish.” Kyle nods and goes fully to work. Her mouth hungrily descends on the side of your erect pole. Lips, tongue and even teeth aggressively roam over your quaking manhood like a starving tiger consuming its prey. Clenching the bedposts, your knuckles go white, as a bit of pain adds to the intense pleasure.

When she firmly grabs hold of your balls you reflexively yank on the bedpost with such **** you hear the cracking of wood. Squeezing firmly Kyle then brings her head down over your cock and begins to suck you off with everything she has. You watch in orgasmic awe as her raven haired head rapidly bobs up and down as she over and over rams your shaft deep down her throat, fully swallowing you with each stroke.

You do not last long.

The second before you explode, Kyle whips her head up as your rock-hard cock cruelly bounces free into the nothing void away from her skilled lips. Savagely, she then clamps down on your pulsating shaft with her hand, denying any release. Your grunts and groans of discomfort and frustration echo throughout the room. “Can we go to Athenaeum?” She asks.

“OH fuck yes!” You uncharacteristically swear, “Yes! YES! I will take you. Anywhere! Just let me cum! PLEASE!!!” You beg.

“Good.” She smiles and releases her hand. With the dam now open, streams of cum violently burst forth, splattering across the gorgeous Gothamite's face and chest. Undaunted, Kyle goes down for the final conclusion. With one ravenous swallow she consumes your spurting shaft deep into her throat taking you all in. Your eyes roll, toes twist upward, your hands dig into the bedposts, your heart feels like it is going to explode, every muscle locks, as your racing mind is broken into an orgasmic mush. You try to scream, but only gasping **** like sounds escape, as you continue to cum deep into her throat while your date sucks every bit of you dry.

When you're completely spent you collapse back into the bed. Kyle removes her mouth and takes hold of your defeated organ with two fingers. “I told you I can be very persuasive.” She smiles.

You can't even answer with your breathing being so erratic as you hope that you're not going into cardiac arrest.

Letting go of your spent flaccid cock it flops feebly against your stomach as Kyle stands. Wiping the jizz off her lips, she then looks down at her cum splattered cleavage and playfully complains, “You've made quite a mess, Dr. Anderson.”

She begins to head for the door, as you manage enough strength to tilt your head and watch that perfect naked backside strut away.

Stopping at the doorway, Kyle looks back and smiles at the results of her handle work. “I need a shower before we head out.” That damn arrogant yet so sexy look returns, “If you can pull yourself together quick enough, maybe you can give me a hand?”