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"tell me what you want." hopper's voice was soft. your chin squeezed between his fingers. "come on', y' know you only get what you beg for." his lips twitched softly. "ple- please!" you whimpered. hands between your thighs. your skirt bunched up, exposing your skin. but hopper had a lot patience. so he just hummed and smiles. "don't be shy baby girl. you know how it is. i won't give you what you want unless you ask for it. use your voice angel. come on. show me what you are good for." your thighs clenched in need. you whined, leaning into his touch. "i want you, i want to make you feel good, i want you to use me like i am meant to be used." your voice was breathless.
"look at you such dirty words coming from that pretty little mouth. who knew you were a slut under that sweet little exterior." he would kneel between your open thighs, and slide your panties to the side, putting your glistening pussy on display. "look at this, look at you. so needy for me huh? so desperate for any kind of friction." he leaned his head on your inner thigh, taking in, appreciating your wet cunt. you yelped, hips spasming as he flattened his tongue on your cunt. he took his time tasting you, kissing and licking at your wetness. but it was not enough and he knew it. it was deliberate.
"you come when i tell you to, you come on my cock, this is for me." he would bury his face in your cunt and lap at you with just enough pressure to make you cry out. when you were dripping with saliva and arousal, he would unbuckle his jeans and crawl over your body. you would beg and plead, he would chuckle at you, "so desperate, so needy, i know it costs you to ask for it, but i like seeing you struggle. so beg, babygirl." and you would, your words cut off by your screams as he sheathed himself in you fully. pounding into you mercilessly, you would clench around his cock, scratching at his back for purchase, as hr took you, your pleasure was a side effect of his own. he fucked you for his own pleasure, using you like the little sex toy you were. and the way your pussy would weep in the aftermath of his relentless thrusts, body shaking with pleasure as you were pushed over the edge,
