“I owe you two punishments little one.”
“Two?”
“One for coming to my house dressed like you did. Second for putting on my sweatshirt.” She looks like she wants to argue, cry or both. “You want my dick little one?”
“Yes, sir”
Oh, she’s playing the role to try to get what she wants. Nice try.
“Where do you want it?”
She moans and bites her lip, but she doesn’t answer.
“Your pussy?”
“Yes sir.”
“Your ass?”
“Yes, sir.” she can barely whisper the answer.
“What about between those sexy full lips?”
“Hmm please.”
“Poor little dove, first I have to give you your punishment,” I tell her as I speed up my hand movements.
“No Asher!” she half yells when she realizes what I am going to do. I move closer to her so she can see everything but just out of her reach as I explode on the shower floor, and I see her disappointment. I finish washing, tell the shower to turn off, wrap us both in towels and lead her back to my bedroom.