“what else do you want?” i whispered lightly in his ear.
“i want you to touch yourself. i want to eat you out. i wan’t you t-to moan “you’re daddy” so fucking loud. i am daddy, right?” stuttered the poor guy. he was a cute one. mixed. black hair. nice structured face. i had to use him.
“i don’t know. are you daddy? you have to tell me for yourself, baby boy.” i sat on my knees, watching him struggle getting out of those handcuffs that were tightly hooked on to the bed. “want to be let free?” i brought my index finger near my mouth. i sucked it seductively, feeling on his print through his boxers. just to drive him nuts.
“aww, poor thing. you seem nervous, hm?” my hand decided to spread on his nice print. “are you nervous, baby boy?”
no answer.
“why are you nervous? i don’t bite.” i viciously laughed. “not hard.” he’s not talking. i guess i’ll have to make him talk. i reached over his head as my plumped breast dangled in his face. reaching for the body of baby oil, i seen how muscular and veiny his arms were. how sexy. i pulled away and sat back in my old position, right in between his spreaded legs.
“you like oil? i love it. it makes my body feel good.” i twisted the cap open. i held the bottle upside down right above my left shoulder. i shivered at the feeling of cold oil pouring down my breast. a lot of oil. i threw the bottle across the room, startling the poor boy. i rubbed the oil slowly over my body.
“watch this, baby boy.” my hands rubbed down my stomach, closer and closer to my kitty. my legs started to spread and spread. i rubbed all around it with the oil that was still pouring slowly down my chest. i looked up at him, watching him stare down at me. the corner of my lips curled into a vicious smile. my fingers slid easy inside of me, making me suddenly bite my lip.
“mmm.” i rubbed it in circular motion. “you like that, baby boy? you like when i touch myself like this?” my fingers moved faster. “answer me, baby boy. if you want me to moan daddy in your ear, you’ll answer me.” i wanted him to talk. moaning will do the trick. i pumped my fingers in and out of me. the room filled with the loudness of my moans. my eyes were on him with half of my bottom lip in my mouth.
“ugh!” i groaned, so, so close to my climax. “talk! do you like what you see!?”
“i fucking love it.” he grunted in the most sexiest voice. “now put that pussy on my face.”
“hm, gladly.” i stood up on my feet. i held up my right leg and rested it right behind his head so he could taste my upcoming juices. “mmm. does it taste good, baby boy?” my waist started moving side to side. “make me climax, baby boy.” moans filled the room. “make me moan, “you’re daddy!” mmm.” i licked my lips. his hands jerked in the handcuffs. “baby boy wants to grab my ass?”
