Strippers Boyfriend - Vkook

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I nod biting my lip, "Yes daddy- please,"

He grips onto my thighs harshly slamming into me.

I gasp a moan clenching him between my thighs. He groans in pleasure, trying to fuck me harder.

I pull on the restraints my back arching, "Daddy-" I whimper grinding agaisnt him.

I moan loudly feeling his dick roughly thrusting into me.

"Fuck baby. I'm close," He groans.

I moan loudly feeling him against me, "Harder..."

He pulls almost fully out slamming into me harder. I gasp letting my eyes roll back in pleasure.

He repeated these actions before his thrust started to become more sloppy.

He griped onto my hair with one hand, pulling my head back as he cums.

He moaned jerking me off his hand resting on my throat as he builds my climax.

I buck my hips up to him, panting as my climax comes closer. He grips my throat speeding up the movement of his hand. "Fuck-" I groan feeling his grip on my throat tighten.

I release into his hand gasping against his tight grip my head feeling light due to little oxygen.

I squirm in pleasure bucking my hips up to meet his as I cum.

I feel his hand leave my neck letting me breath as he sits up.

He pants gently before kissing my sticky chest.

I moan quietly as his tounge heats the cool skin, He chuckles, "You taste good baby~"

"I-i know," I mutter still trying to calm my breathing.

"Cute," He mutters undying my hands, "W-what's cute?" I mumble rubbing my wrists.

"You. You are~"

"You only find me cute once I've been fucked though,"

"So?" He asks smugly.

"So it's mean... And perverted,"

"Yeah but you love me,"

"But I'd love you more if you didn't only love me when your dicks up my ass,"

"I love you alllll the time," he hums kissing my nose.

"Just more when I'm dirty, tied up, or have something shoved up my ass?" I mumble with a smirk.

"No you just look even more hot then,"

"Why can't I do all those things to you...? You'd look hot too,"

He looks away and shrugs slightly before kissing my lips.

"Does that mean I can? Just occasionally?"

"Occasionally," He says laying beside me, I smile hugging his side, kissing his neck gently, "When I do can I use the syrup...?"

"No,"

"Why not? I'll clean it! You know I will!"

"It's too sticky you idiot," He grumbles pecking my collar bone.

"That's the point,"

"Nope. Not happening with that," he says with a sigh, "But I'll clean it, so what's the problem?"

"It is too sticky and it is like anti lube,"

"I just won't put it in your ass then, it can still go everywhere else,"

"I said no," He says poking my shoulder with a pout, "Fine, I'll just have to find something better," I hum groping his bicep.

He shakes his head with a sigh, "Whipped cream is good,"