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Page 16 of Kingpin's Nanny

“I know.” But there’s heartache laced in her words.

Show me your tits.

“Yes, Santa,” she says teasingly, but does as I tell her, shifting back so I can see her more fully.

I groan as her naked skin is revealed. Those pert little tits, fuck, I’d like to kneel over her and streak them with my come. Own her. I’ve held my lust in check for six long months, and nowevery depraved thought is in my mind, my body straining for release.

Cup them

That’s all the typing I can manage.

Confusion flickers on her face for a second then she gets it, running her hands down her chest and sliding her fingers under the yielding flesh.

Pinch

Her moan makes me even harder, as though that were possible, and I have to ease off not to blow my load too quickly. She turns me into a horny twenty-year-old again.

Spread your legs

She takes a deep breath, as though despite being a sexy minx earlier, now I’m here watching her, she’s unsure.

Coyly, she inches her knees apart, revealing her pink folds, shiny with how slick she is. My fist at my mouth and I’m biting my knuckle as my wrist bangs away at my cock faster. Did I say I would be happy just looking at her face? I was a fuckwit. I’d die to lick her.

“Do you like…?” she asks. “Is it…?”

I love watching you.

I shouldn’t reveal that, but her pleased smile is enough to justify the risk.

So fucking hot.

Her shoulders go back a bit, as though that praise gives her the confidence she needs. I breathe through the overwhelming desire, and control myself enough to type more.

Is all that cream for me, my naughty little elf?

“Yes. I love seeing how you want me. How hard you are.”

I want to fuck her so badly I’m lightheaded with it. She’s just downstairs, in my fucking house. She’s here, on the screen, horny, and saying she likes my cock. So close, and yet so, so far.

Touch yourself and imagine it’s me.

The skim of her little hand down her body has me obsessed with watching now. As she reaches where she’s wet, and cries out as her fingers brush her clit, I jolt too, as though we’re connected through the screen. Like her pleasure enhances mine, and vice versa.

Go on

She makes a soft mewling sound and begins to circle her clit with one finger.

More

“Oh!”

Show me your achy hole.

She blinks.

Wider

Her chest flushes pink as she realises what I’m asking for, but my good girl opens for me, showing that pretty pussy.