Roseanne
"We're going to be late," Lisa says. But she doesn't care. Not really.
Because her hands are threaded into my hair and her head is tossed back as I swallow her cock.
"Jesus, Roseanne. How are you so fucking good at this?"
I hum my satisfaction into her flesh and cup her balls with my free hand as I plunge my fingers into my pussy with the other. When I moan again, she looks down, her eyes black with desire.
"Fuck, I love watching you touch yourself," she hisses. My eyes flutter closed as I swirl my touch over my clit. Precum threads across my tongue. "You'd better make yourself come, because I am right on the fucking edge and we need to go."
I slow the motion of my fingers, slide my lips to the crown of her erection, and grin.
My insolence is met with a growl. Lisa's hand darts to my throat and catches the giggle that begs to be set free.
"Are you being a brat?" she asks as I run my tongue along the underside of her erection and pin her with my most innocent eyes. Her hand tightens. "Have you forgotten the last time you were a brat?"
I shrug, even though I most certainly have not forgotten. When I decided to push her buttons and disregard most of her orders while riding her cock a few weeks ago, she kidnapped me as I was coming home from drinks with Miyeon, blindfolded me, and strapped me down on a table in the restaurant to eat a full range of delicacies off my naked body. She edged me for hours, drizzling caramel sauce across my nipples to suck it off as she fucked me, dripping cold whipped cream onto my genital piercings before licking them clean. Every time I begged for mercy, she laughed.
"Good girls get rewards," she'd said as she turned down the vibration on the anal plug she'd pushed into my ass after she'd tied me down. She slowed the rhythm of her strokes as he thrust into me, pulling me back from the brink of an orgasm. "Brats receive punishment."
She'd slid out of me, jerked off until she sprayed her cum in warm spurts across my chest, then started all over again.
It probably had the opposite effect of what she intended, because I had the best time that night.
"That's your answer?" she says now, her eyes lethal and dark. "Just a shrug? That seems pretty bratty to me."
I sigh and lick my way back to the crown of her erection as I cup her balls.
"I might have lied about the appointment time," I reply as I stroke the length of her cock and lavish the tip with a swirling lick. "We have an extra hour."
My eyes stay fused to Lisa's face as this information settles into her endorphin-flooded brain.
"Oh thank fuck," she finally says, and plunges into the heat of my mouth. "Make yourself come or I swear to God I am going to steal you away to some remote cabin and punish you for three days."
Lisa Manoban, always threatening me with a good time.
She loosens her grip on my throat but keeps me steady as I kneel before her and take her cock as deep as I can. It hits the back of my throat and my garbled, choked sounds spur the rhythm of her thrusts. With my other hand, I plunge my fingers into my pussy until they're coated in my arousal and the cum she already spilled into me earlier.
My slick fingers withdraw, and then I move my touch to Lisa, finding the pleated rim of her ass. She shudders as I massage the tight ring, and then I push a finger inside.
