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MATURE CONTENT! INCLUDES: dirty talk, an** and spanking
I quickly changed into a more comfortable, yet sexy outfit and made my way to his office. As I round the corner, I see his door come into view.
'MICHAEL JACKSON' Printed in Gold Lettering complemented his black door. I reach the door and knock on it waiting for a response.
"Come In."
I took a deep breath and twisted the door knob slowly walking in. Michael sat at his desk, legs propped up on the clean desk. I noticed his shirt was unbuttoned and his chest was on full display.
I felt myself drool at the sight of his body, images of our bodies clashing in unison.
"You just gonna stand there?" He snapped, Face inches from mine. I squeaked in shock and took a few steps back, "Sorry Sorry!"
He shook his head in a disapproving manner and pointed towards a door, "Go in there and wait for me. Naked, Face down, and ass up. That's how I wanna see you."
I quickly walk towards the door, sliding the door revealing a dimly light room.
I removed my clothes and neatly placed them in the chair next to the bed. I laid down on the bed and got into position. I closed my eyes, imagining his hands caressing my body, as he nipped on my sweet spot.
The sound of foot steps and the door sliding shut, knocked me out of my thoughts. I heard a hum and a whistle. I opened my eyes and saw him standing at the dresser, a box in his hand along with several other items.
He looks like the kinky type
"Trust me," His back still faced you, "I am the kinky type."
Your eyes widen In embarrassment at the fact that you said that out loud. You heard his footsteps approaching the bed, a dip in the bed alerting you that he was on the bed along with you. You felt a soft, warm, yet rough hand land on your right cheek, giving them a rough squeeze.
"So beautiful," He Mumbles, spreading your cheeks apart getting a good look at your soaking core,"I wonder how it tastes." He added.
He laid back on the bed, motioning for you to come towards him. You rise up from your position and crawled towards him.
"Change of plans. I want you to ride my face"
Feeling the heat between your legs increase, you quickly crawl towards him and take a seat on his face. Before you could fully adjust, he begins sucking at your swollen bud. You gasp at the sudden contact and quickly grab onto his hair rocking your hips back and forth as your breathing became uneven.
