“I didn’t think you’d be so horny,” he says, his voice ripe with tension. He’s close. Leaking like a faucet kind of close.
And it’s me that’s driving him so wild with lust.
His body shifts, and he grunts, his hand grabbing the base of my skull.
Holy shit, I’m actually doing a good job.
An explosion of flavor washes across my tongue as his muscles tense.
I bear down, taking him as far back into my throat as I can as his cock swells in my mouth, ejecting his seed into me.
It’s hot and sticky and so fucking sensual, but before I have a chance to come, Gage pulls me off his cock and grabs my arms.
“Hey, you said I could—”
“Shhh,” he hushes me.
He stands, then lifts me and places me on the chair.
“Spread your legs.”
I obey.
He kneels before me, which is almost enough to make me cum on the spot.
“For a tiny girl, you have a fat pussy.”
His rudeness takes me by surprise and I slam my legs shut. “Like you can get any better?”
He chuckles. “You really don’t know what men like, do you?”
“I know the word fat is typically used as an insult.”
“Men are visual creatures and few things are as visually appealing as a fat, juicy cunt begging for some action.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief. Not that I care if he likes me or not.
“Now let me see your pretty cunt.”
I spread myself again, and he takes a place between my legs.
“Spread those sexy lips for me.”
I blink down at him. “Huh?”
“Show me your pussy.”
I consider disobeying him, but I’m very interested in being pleased at this point, and the slightest deviation from his request could bring me further from bliss.
I look away as I reach down and part my folds.
“Look at me,” he demands.
Fuck…
I bite my lower lip as I force my eyes to his.
“Show me how you touch yourself.”