PORN THEATER BLOWJOB TO A STRANGER
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You come over to my place, ready for another night of fun. I invite you upstairs, and you watch my round as climbing the stairs in front of you while I lead you up. We step inside, taking off our shoes, and when you turn around to face me after removing your jacket you are momentarily surprised when I push you against the door and press myself against you, your cock beginning to harden already.
I pull your head down by wrapping my fingers into your hair and whisper in your ear âyou ready to get fucked, slut?â I ask, bringing your earlobe into my mouth and nibbling it lightly while you nod. I tug your hair harder âI said, are you ready to get fucked?â With a moan you reply âyes missâ and I drag you by your hair to the bed, pushing your body down despite you being larger than me.
You donât resist as I climb on top of you because you know that right now Iâm in control. I take my time, grinding into your now fully hardened bulge as I kiss your lips, sliding my tongue into your mouth. I moan into you, hands wandering as I lift off my shirt, brakes tits bouncing free for you. âNow why donât you be a good boy and strip for mommyâ I say , giving your ass a hard smack as you stand up.
Sitting back my eyes watch you as you take off first your hoodie, then the shirt underneath. You decide to tease me, your fingers slowly unbuttoning your jeans. I bite my lip as I watch your cock spring out of your boxers as you finally remove the last layer. You go to climb on top of me but I stop you. âAh ah ah, over the kneeâ I tell you and you gladly obey, laying horizontally over my lap. My hands caress your ass, and you wait, wondering when itâs going to happen when... slap! My hand is coming down hard onto your bare cheeks. You groan in pleasure, cock hard against my thighs as I go for the other cheek.
âWhy donât you count for me?â I ask, but you know it isnât a question. You start to count, first one then two, and eventually youâre a dozen in, cheeks tingling and red from my hands. I let you get up, and tell you to bend over onto the bed as I start unbuckling my pants.
Always one to follow orders you get down on all fours like the filthy slut you are, and you hear shuffling. I tell you not to move a goddamn muscle so you freeze, not oven moving your head. You jump slightly as you feel a cold liquid drip onto your ass crack, and soon my fingers follow, the lube warming up as I rub it onto your tight puckered rosebud. âDoes the little whore wanna get fucked?â I ask, and you nod, saying âyes, please fuck meâ.
I tell you what a good boy you are as I gently insert one finger, and then another, sliding them in and out as you moan beneath me. You feel something brush against your leg and looking back you see the cock attached to my strap on and you get even harder at the sight, which you didnât know was possible.
Once my fingers loosen you up nice and good you feel the bed dip as I climb up behind
I pull your head down by wrapping my fingers into your hair and whisper in your ear âyou ready to get fucked, slut?â I ask, bringing your earlobe into my mouth and nibbling it lightly while you nod. I tug your hair harder âI said, are you ready to get fucked?â With a moan you reply âyes missâ and I drag you by your hair to the bed, pushing your body down despite you being larger than me.
You donât resist as I climb on top of you because you know that right now Iâm in control. I take my time, grinding into your now fully hardened bulge as I kiss your lips, sliding my tongue into your mouth. I moan into you, hands wandering as I lift off my shirt, brakes tits bouncing free for you. âNow why donât you be a good boy and strip for mommyâ I say , giving your ass a hard smack as you stand up.
Sitting back my eyes watch you as you take off first your hoodie, then the shirt underneath. You decide to tease me, your fingers slowly unbuttoning your jeans. I bite my lip as I watch your cock spring out of your boxers as you finally remove the last layer. You go to climb on top of me but I stop you. âAh ah ah, over the kneeâ I tell you and you gladly obey, laying horizontally over my lap. My hands caress your ass, and you wait, wondering when itâs going to happen when... slap! My hand is coming down hard onto your bare cheeks. You groan in pleasure, cock hard against my thighs as I go for the other cheek.
âWhy donât you count for me?â I ask, but you know it isnât a question. You start to count, first one then two, and eventually youâre a dozen in, cheeks tingling and red from my hands. I let you get up, and tell you to bend over onto the bed as I start unbuckling my pants.
Always one to follow orders you get down on all fours like the filthy slut you are, and you hear shuffling. I tell you not to move a goddamn muscle so you freeze, not oven moving your head. You jump slightly as you feel a cold liquid drip onto your ass crack, and soon my fingers follow, the lube warming up as I rub it onto your tight puckered rosebud. âDoes the little whore wanna get fucked?â I ask, and you nod, saying âyes, please fuck meâ.
I tell you what a good boy you are as I gently insert one finger, and then another, sliding them in and out as you moan beneath me. You feel something brush against your leg and looking back you see the cock attached to my strap on and you get even harder at the sight, which you didnât know was possible.
Once my fingers loosen you up nice and good you feel the bed dip as I climb up behind