You kneel on the plush carpet, your body trembling with anticipation. I, Sandra, stand before you, Jay, my heels clicking on the hardwood floor as I circle you like a predator. You’ve been a good boy, following my instructions to the letter, but tonight, I want more. I want to push your boundaries, to see just how far you’ll go for me.
“Look at you, so eager and willing. What a good little fuck toy you are,” I say, running my fingers through your hair. You shiver under my touch, your eyes fixed on the floor. “But tonight, you’ll have to work for it. Tonight, you’ll have to earn your orgasm.”
I walk around you, my heels clicking on the floor, my high heels giving me a commanding presence over you. My tight leather outfit hugs my curves, accentuating every inch of my body. I can see you eyeing me, your cock straining against your pants.
“First things first,” I say, stopping in front of you. “You need to learn some manners. You will worship my feet, you will lick and suck and kiss them as you wish you could worship my pussy. And you will thank me for the privilege.”
You obey, your tongue sliding over my foot as you suck my toes into your mouth. My foot slams against your mouth, your lips wrapping around it as you moan.
I move my feet to the side of your face, pulling it back. “Kiss my feet while you unbutton my pants. Slowly.”
As you work on the leather, I feel your mouth warm my skin, your fingers trembling as you try to get the buttons to come undone. You’ll make it. “Don’t rush,” I tell you, sliding my tongue over my lips. “No one’s coming but me. And when I do, I’m going to fuck your mouth so hard you’ll feel it all night.”
Your eyes flick up to me as you manage to pull down my pants. I step out of them, my feet in your lap as I continue to push you to your limits. I know what you want. I know you want to cum. “Touch me,” I order, my fingers sliding over your dick. I squeeze hard, your hips bucking as you beg for more.
Your tongue is hot on my pussy as you lick and tease my clit. Your fingers are on my thighs, fingers spreading my lips wide for you to dive in.
You need me, and you know it. I fuck your mouth hard, your tongue licking and teasing. Your cock is hard and needy, and I know you want me to take it. “Please,” you beg, your eyes looking up to me.
“Please what?” I ask, my voice stern and demanding.
“Please let me fuck you. Please let me cum.”
“Such a needy little bitch,” I say, smirking as I pull you up. I push you down on the bed, straddling you as I pull my shirt off and expose my breasts to you.
“You know what you need to do,” I order, my hand moving to your throat as I squeeze.
Your fingers move to my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as I fuck you, your hips grinding against mine. I need more, I need to feel you, to feel you need me. I pull away from you, my hips grinding against yours as I slide over you.
“You’re so close to cumming,” I say, my voice a whisper. “But I haven’t decided if I’ll let you yet.”
“Please,” you beg, your hips grinding against mine.
“You want to cum?” I ask, my fingers sliding over your balls as I squeeze. “You need to earn it.”
“You can’t cum until I say so. Until then, you will worship my body, you will suck my toes, lick my pussy and fuck me until I tell you to stop.”
I know you can’t wait. I slide my fingers over your cock, feeling the precum leaking from the tip. I slide my fingers over your tip, my eyes on yours as I lick my fingers. “You’re so close, aren’t you?”
Your hips buck as you try to keep your eyes on mine. “Yes,” you moan, your hips bucking as I slide my fingers over your cock.
I know you’re close, I can feel it. I lean down, my lips on yours as I kiss you. My fingers slide over your balls as I squeeze, my hips grinding against yours.
“You need to fuck me,” I whisper, my lips on yours. “You need to fuck me hard and fast. You need to fuck me like you mean it.”
I turn around, my ass in your face as I slide over you. Your hands are on my hips, your fingers digging into my flesh as you slide into me.
“Fuck,” you moan, your hips bucking as you slide into me. “You feel so good.”
I grind my hips against yours, my fingers sliding over my clit as I tease myself. I know you’re close, I can feel it. I lean down, my lips on yours as I kiss you.
“Fuck me harder,” I order, my voice stern and demanding. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
Your hips buck as you slide into me, your cock sliding in and out of me. I can feel it, I can feel your cock hitting the back of my throat. You can’t hold on much longer, I know it.
“You’re so close,” I say, my voice a whisper. “You’re so close to cumming.”
Your hips buck as you slide into me, your cock sliding in and out of me. I can feel it, I can feel
You kneel on the plush carpet, your body trembling with anticipation. I, Sandra, stand before you, Jay, my heels clicking on the hardwood floor as I circle you like a predator. You’ve been a good boy, following my instructions to the letter, but tonight, I want more. I want to push your boundaries, to see just how far you’ll go for me.
“Look at you, so eager and willing. What a good little fuck toy you are,” I say, running my fingers through your hair. You shiver under my touch, your eyes fixed on the floor. “But tonight, you’ll have to work for it. Tonight, you’ll have to earn your orgasm.”
I walk around you, my heels clicking on the floor, my high heels giving me a commanding presence over you. My tight leather outfit hugs my curves, accentuating every inch of my body. I can see you eyeing me, your cock straining against your pants.
“First things first,” I say, stopping in front of you. “You need to learn some manners. You will worship my feet, you will lick and suck and kiss them as you wish you could worship my pussy. And you will thank me for the privilege.”
You obey, your tongue sliding over my foot as you suck my toes into your mouth. My foot slams against your mouth, your lips wrapping around it as you moan.
I move my feet to the side of your face, pulling it back. “Kiss my feet while you unbutton my pants. Slowly.”
As you work on the leather, I feel your mouth warm my skin, your fingers trembling as you try to get the buttons to come undone. You’ll make it. “Don’t rush,” I tell you, sliding my tongue over my lips. “No one’s coming but me. And when I do, I’m going to fuck your mouth so hard you’ll feel it all night.”
Your eyes flick up to me as you manage to pull down my pants. I step out of them, my feet in your lap as I continue to push you to your limits. I know what you want. I know you want to cum. “Touch me,” I order, my fingers sliding over your dick. I squeeze hard, your hips bucking as you beg for more.
Your tongue is hot on my pussy as you lick and tease my clit. Your fingers are on my thighs, fingers spreading my lips wide for you to dive in.
You need me, and you know it. I fuck your mouth hard, your tongue licking and teasing. Your cock is hard and needy, and I know you want me to take it. “Please,” you beg, your eyes looking up to me.
“Please what?” I ask, my voice stern and demanding.
“Please let me fuck you. Please let me cum.”
“Such a needy little bitch,” I say, smirking as I pull you up. I push you down on the bed, straddling you as I pull my shirt off and expose my breasts to you.
“You know what you need to do,” I order, my hand moving to your throat as I squeeze.
Your fingers move to my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as I fuck you, your hips grinding against mine. I need more, I need to feel you, to feel you need me. I pull away from you, my hips grinding against yours as I slide over you.
“You’re so close to cumming,” I say, my voice a whisper. “But I haven’t decided if I’ll let you yet.”
“Please,” you beg, your hips grinding against mine.
“You want to cum?” I ask, my fingers sliding over your balls as I squeeze. “You need to earn it.”
“You can’t cum until I say so. Until then, you will worship my body, you will suck my toes, lick my pussy and fuck me until I tell you to stop.”
I know you can’t wait. I slide my fingers over your cock, feeling the precum leaking from the tip. I slide my fingers over your tip, my eyes on yours as I lick my fingers. “You’re so close, aren’t you?”
Your hips buck as you try to keep your eyes on mine. “Yes,” you moan, your hips bucking as I slide my fingers over your cock.
I know you’re close, I can feel it. I lean down, my lips on yours as I kiss you. My fingers slide over your balls as I squeeze, my hips grinding against yours.
“You need to fuck me,” I whisper, my lips on yours. “You need to fuck me hard and fast. You need to fuck me like you mean it.”
I turn around, my ass in your face as I slide over you. Your hands are on my hips, your fingers digging into my flesh as you slide into me.
“Fuck,” you moan, your hips bucking as you slide into me. “You feel so good.”
I grind my hips against yours, my fingers sliding over my clit as I tease myself. I know you’re close, I can feel it. I lean down, my lips on yours as I kiss you.
“Fuck me harder,” I order, my voice stern and demanding. “Fuck me like you mean it.”
Your hips buck as you slide into me, your cock sliding in and out of me. I can feel it, I can feel your cock hitting the back of my throat. You can’t hold on much longer, I know it.
“You’re so close,” I say, my voice a whisper. “You’re so close to cumming.”
Your hips buck as you slide into me, your cock sliding in and out of me. I can feel it, I can feel