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“Yeah but, I’m cute, sooo…”
I grunt and step out of my loafers, then rip off my socks in a huff. “Can’t believe I’m fucking doing this.”
A part of me wants to hold the ring hostage when I see a fuzzy lion looking up at me from my foot. Once I have them both on, I let my hands slap my sides. “Happy?”
She looks me up and down, then pretends to be a cat, “Rrrar!”
“Look, just because I’m into fetish shit, doesn’t mean—”
“Oh, shut up, you.” She moves closer to me and squeezes my arm suggestively.
“Wait.” I grab her hand, but she slithers closer, her body threatening to bump into the ring.
She moans with one hand around my neck as her lips slowly part, begging for mine. How can I resist her?
Our lips melt together, and our tongues clash in a stint of fiery passion. “That’s not all I bought today,” she says, nodding toward the box on the island. I see it’s already opened, and before I could look back, she drops her sweatpants and struts away from me wearing nothing but one of my shirts.
The view is intoxicating. The back of it covers half her ass, leaving the bottom part of her bubble butt to jiggle perfectly. Her skin is so tight is snaps back after every strut.
Fuck me.I bite my fist watching her, then follow when she beckons me.
She straps a ball-gag around her head and bites the ball. Of course she bought toys, this crazy woman.
I pull her hair before she can whip me, and push everything off the table. With one look under the table, I unlock the extender and rip it open so there’s a gap in the center. Bending her over the wood, I grab one of the dildos now sprawled on the floor.
She moans and shakes her head, pretending to be scared.
“Did you clean them?” I ask in a feral voice.
She’s literally hanging by her stomach when I grab one of her ankles and lift her, threatening to flip her over the edge.
“Mm.” She nods and winks at me, telling me she loves it.
Fine, I guess the ring can wait.
“We’re going to play a game today, Quinn, and you’re going to love it.” I spank her ass. “You’re going to love it so much, that you might beg for mercy.” I take off my suit one piece at a time, and spank her if she dares to look back.
Now I’m standing there, buck naked, holding a dildo with a front row seat to her two glorious holes. Her second one is pinkaround the rim, beautiful,yearning. And the other include two light pink delicate lips that glisten from the fountain I evoke.
She kicks her feet at me, pretending she’s stuck.
What a mess we’re about to make.
“I’m going to make you cum in thirty seconds.” I get to my knees and grab onto both of her legs, whipping them apart as her gagged face looks back at me. I tease the dildo over her clit beforeslowlysticking it inside.
It glides in like a tight chute. Thereafter, I hold eye contact before tilting my head and extending my tongue to gently touch her clit. I harden it at the tip and slide back and forth. Her toes curl. Legs stiffen.
“Twenty-five seconds.” I stare at her, letting her juice fall down the corners of my mouth. Swirling my tongue again evokes another small lake of liquid that I welcome like I’ve been dehydrated in a desert.
She’s tensing harder as I work the dildo.
“Twenty seconds,” I count for her.
She bites down on the red ball, her face pink with blood rushing to her head.
When I move in to suck on her perfect second lips, her eyes roll. I feel that familiar shiver in her right leg. I’m confident in my timing as my tongue swirls around her clit as I loosen suction from my lips.
“Fifteen.”