Antonio sat on a large, leather chair that seems to swallow him whole. He was restless, his mind racing as he thought about Angela's words back then. “You are wrong, women like me, they will rather die than have you touch them”.
“That bitch”. He gnashed his teeth and took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke filled the room and swirled around him. Suddenly, a knock came on the door and a guard opened the door. Antonio's glare snapped at the door through the corner of his eyes, cold and calculation. A beautiful, blue-eyed blonde, walked into the room. She was dressed in an exquisite gown, the fabric shimmering like diamonds. She was tall and had fat in the right places, a body that could make any man droll at her feet. No other woman carries such elegance and sexiness in combination. Compared to iconic beautiful women like Marilyn Monroe. May Armstrong, the famous actress and supermodel is no doubt one of the most beautiful women on earth.. According to many beauty magazines. She dropped her bag smoothly from her shoulder and dropped it on the nearest sofa beside her, then walked towards him, her hip sway could only be recognized as one of those too models on the runaways. “Well, well look who called me out of the blue, what have you been up to you freak…you missed me naughty little devil..” Before she could finish her sentence, he pulled her down unexpectedly with one large hand, down to her feet. Still sitting comfortably on his giant imposing chair. Antonio kissed her mercilessly and hard, sucking every air in her lungs out. When he released, she was gasping for air, but every expression on her face literally shows she enjoyed every bit of it. She dropped on her knees with a naughty smirk. “You are certainly on a different level today, what happened..pretty boy?” “I have no time for your silly female jokes, get to work”. He grabbed her hair and pushed her head down to his groin. May looked down and found him hard already, it excites her..his huge throbbing cock and the precum painted on the tip, was everything. The clean smell, the size, the length, he is literally everything a man should be. Even though Mr. Antonio had a reputation for his playboy and promiscuous lifestyle, also surrounded by many women in his mansion and outside. He will never lay a finger on a bitch who is not of a blue blood, this is a fact that May was certain of. “So you have been storing it up for me huh? It's going shoot a whole lots of loads, that's if only you are not a sex maniac who can take on any hole at all…”. Antonio forced his length into her mouth and grabbed on her hair tightly, trusting deep into her throat so deep. “You talk too much, you are annoying”. Antonio grunted, his hip thrusts slamming her face every single time. May rose up and met with his, she could see the aggression in them. “Accepting his invitation was probably a bad idea, this brat is using me to get over some bad moods, just like always, yet I can’t just help it, he is so hot and always in control”. “You are better than this don't bore me out, the fuck!”. He snapped, and pulled her hair harder. Just then Angela's words rang in his head. ‘Look, I have seen a lot of dicks and believe me, all I can see is a kid right in front of me, not even a teenager, I probably won’t feel anything at all, a pinky is better; “That bitch!” He cursed out and thrusts harder and faster in an unbelievably speed making his movement blurry to a point. May could only plead with her eyes. Her ears were red and hit same goes to her face, her throat felt so sore. She wasn't just gagging but suffocating. Her hands went over Antonio's large ones, signalling for him go let her go bit he won't. She had to force her head away. “I'm out of breath you dick! I know you are a rough one but it's extreme! What is wrong with you, you are hostile than ever!” She was on the floor coughing and catching her breath, when he pulled her by the hair up. Antonio’s face clouded with wrath and his eyes glowed with evil. “Stop it's hurting!” “You talk too much, you seem to have forgotten how to control that lawd tongue of yours and make good use of it..”. He put back his shaft into her mouth again. “Now suck!” May started doing her best, as tears rolled freely down her cheeks. “Damnit! I cannot focus, what kind of spell is this, it's absolutely ridiculous, why do I care about what that bitch’s statement this much, I am being pathetic making it seem as if she had an opinion, that pauper girl”. Antonio thought to himself. He glare down at May, who was trying her best as instructed. He pulled away from her. “You may take your leave, I am no longer in the mood”. “Wha….what!” She gasped, sitting on the floor two hands pressed. He said nothing and dropped down his chair. “You called me out of the blue and this?” His silence was killing her even more. “You are the same jerk, I blame myself for this”. May snapped, near tears. “I take words very serious, better watch it”. He replied coldly. She grabbed her clothes from where they laid on the floor, and started to dress up mumbling inaudible words to herself. After she took one look at him then left the room followed by a heavy bang on the door. Antonio sighed and dropped his head backwards. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Don't tell me you believed her, that bitch got the nerves to say such to me, she need to learn a lesson”.