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“Deeper,” I groan, my lids rising enough so I can watch her breasts sway.

Her nips are tight beads. Being commanded to suck my cock turns her on. For the moment, she’s all mine and everything I want.

She swirls her tongue around my shaft, then draws back to suck the plump head.

“Yeah,” I murmur, gripping the back of her head, pushing her back down.

I glide into her, toward the back of her throat, until she grabs my knees. I let her take control of the pace again. Her hand grips me at the base, pumping up and down in a steady rhythm while her head rises and falls. I’m in her hot little mouth, as she hollows her cheeks and works me like a pro.

Fuck, it feels good. I lean back and groan. My balls are ready to explode.

I pull her head back with a firm grip on her hair. “Get up here on my lap.”

She’s breathing hard as she straddles me. She slides down on my cock stand like a stripper on a pole. The soft plump lips of her pussy cradle my aching cock. I cup her breast and bring it to my mouth, using my teeth to tug on her left nipple. She drags in a breath. I bite down with a little more force, and she moans.

“Yeah,” I whisper after I release it. “You’ll be my good girl, won’t you, if I put tight little clamps on these pretty nips?” I suck on her nipple and take more of her breast into my mouth, suckling hard.

She moans and circles her hips, moisture from her pussy coating the base of my cock.

Her fingers grip me and she rises, ready to put me inside her. It’s exactly what I need but I also want to train her to behave the way I want. I cup her pussy, blocking my cock’s entry into her body.

She lets out a tortured whimper.

“Ask permission,” I say.

She stares at me.

“Should I spank your ass until you’re ready to obey?”

She husks out a breath. “C—?”

I slap her breast. The sting startles her and causes her to move back an inch and then to lower herself onto my thighs. I let go of her pussy, but raise my hand to my mouth and lick my fingers, loving the tangy taste of her.

“What did I tell you to call me?” I ask.

“Bastard,” she husks.

I slap her ass and give her a hard look, but I’m not angry. I like her feisty.

She leans forward, her breasts against my chest, rubbing the fabric of my shirt.

“Please? Sir,” she adds.

“Yeah, ride my cock, beautiful.”

She doesn’t hesitate. With my big hand gripping her ass hard, she rises up and then lowers herself onto my cock. As it pierces to her core, she tosses her head back and moans.

I smile because I can tell that it feels as good to her as it does to me. I start to guide her forward so she can rub her clit against me, but she’s already positioning herself. Then she grinds and bobs in small pulses.

“That’s it. Ride me. Make yourself come.”

She pants and then bites her lip, closing her eyes.

I lift her and lower her fast, my cock jerking up to hit her cervix.

“Oh, God,” she groans.

“Like that?”