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any ladies wanna make out ? 😏
am i doing a good job, daddy?
we should be watching horror movies with your dick inside me
dreaming about a sloppy blow job right now
life is short
have sex with your tumblr crush
"Oh sweetie, some women were born to be doctors, or lawyers. You were born to be a little ass eater. So go get my face sitting chair and assume the position. That's right. Be a good little ass eater."
She was reading, and so didn't notice him coming up until he took the book out of her hands, saved her place, and put it to one side. It happened so fast she blinked.
"Hello to you too?" She asked, mildly annoyed, mostly instantly heating up from the look he was giving her.
"Kneel," he said.
She was on her knees before her brain could even properly register the word.
"We gonna talk about this?"
"Dolls don't speak. Top off."
She would have said something, but dolls don't speak and now all her words were gone - he'd taken them again. Her top hit the floor and she, breathless now, looked up at him. The look he gave her back let her know she had to put her knees apart, her hands behind her back, and her chest out.
He smiled. She nearly melted.
Today was not a day for him teasing her, this was clear. This was a day when he had something in mind, and she had a pretty good idea what. He took his cock out, he pressed her tits together, and he slid it up between them.
"Tongue out. Drool."
She obeyed. No thinking needed.
Without permission or direct orders to do anything else she just stayed there, kneeling, drooling. Soft and silent and inert as he fucked her tits, used her to get off. His thumbs brushed over her nipples and she groaned and the drool flowed faster and he fucked faster and squashed her tits in tighter and then went stiff.
Cum and drool covered her chest, dribbled down between her tits as he stepped away. He pushed his cock into her mouth and she sucked him clean like she knew she was meant to and then he put himself away again.
He gave her a kiss on the head.
"Good girl. You can have your words back," he said before walking off again.
She had them back, but couldn't really put any together for a minute or so, and by that time he was out of earshot. Dazed, staring at nothing, she ran a finger up through the mess and licked it clean with a shiver.
She'd have to start that page from the beginning again. Totally lost her train of thought.
He was listening, or looking as if he was. Eye-contact, nodding, sounding as if he was taking it in. Then all at once he frowned and said:
"Finger yourself."
She'd been midway through something and it took her a second or so to register. After another word or two she tailed pff, blinked, and looked at him.
"What?"
He said nothing. Didn't need to. She'd heard.
Blushing, she lifted up the oversized shirt she was wearing and snuck a hand down into her panties. She was already a little wet - almost always was, now - so ine finger was easy. In it slide. She gasped quietly, breath hitching as she started working on a gentle rhythm.
"You were saying?" He asked.
Her eyes, half-closed, opened a little and fell on him again.
"Hmm?"
"Keep going."
Took her brain a moment to figure that one out. He wanted her to keep talking. Or try to. What had she been saying? Finger working, she thought back.
"Uh..."
He put his hand up between her legs, pressing it on hers, making her finger push in. She gasped.
"Go on. It was very interesting. Keep going."
His other hand had gone to her waist to keep her steady as he pressed his palm up harder into her. Her brain fizzled, her mouth hung open.
"Nothing?" He asked.
A thin string of drool started to stretch from her lip as she panted wordlessly, humping gently against her hand and against his. He tutted, shook his head.
"Mustn't have been that important," he said, the hand from her waist moving up so he could feed a thumb into her open mouth. Given the contented hum she made and the way her eyes closed, he doubted she'd heard him.
Not that it really mattered either way.
Choosing her coffee, her shoes, her lipstick shade. Not because she can’t, but because I want her mind quiet and focused only on me.
eating a man’s asshole like it’s the love of your life while milking his cock
I need you to gag on it so fucking hard that anyone watching would be genuinely concerned for your wellbeing
Doesn’t daddy’s thick cock feel good in your tight little asshole babygirl?
Yes it does daddy, thank you 🤭