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The second you step inside, I’m on you. I grab your wrist and yank you against me, my grip firm, my breath hot against your ear.

"You listened"

I murmur, my hand already sliding up your thigh, finding panties but just bare skin.

You shiver, but before you can react, I spin you around and shove your face against the wall, pressing my body hard into you. My hand grips your throat—not too tight, just enough to remind you who’s in control.

"You really walked around all day like this?"

I growl, my other hand slipping between your legs, fingers teasing, exploring your wet cunt.

"Nothing under that little skirt? Acting innocent while knowing exactly what you were doing?"

You whimper, pushing back against me, craving more. I chuckle darkly, yanking your hips back, forcing you into the position I want.

"Filthy slut,"

I whisper, my teeth grazing your earlobe. Then, without warning—SMACK. My palm lands hard on your ass, the sharp sting making you jolt. You gasp, but you don’t pull away. You want this.

Another slap. Then another. Harder this time. Your skin turns pink, then red, each strike making you tremble, making you more desperate.

"Look at you," I taunt, gripping your waist as I admire my work. "Dripping, squirming, needy." My fingers slide between your legs again, teasing your now soaked pussy.

"You wanted this all along, didn’t you?"

I grab your chin, tilting your face toward me, forcing you to meet my eyes.

"Now, beg to be used and fucked,"

I demand.

"Let me hear how much you love being put in your place."

"Do you wanna' come in? Have a cuppa?"

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"Come here, baby." I command, my voice deep, laced with intent. "Tell me what's been bothering you and don't stop until I tell you to."

You step closer, frustration in your eyes, the weight of your day heavy on your shoulders. But the moment my hands find you, warm with oil, gliding over your skin, you start to unravel.

I start slow—pressing deep into your muscles, working out every ounce of tension. Your words come in broken sentences, your mind trying to hold onto your thoughts, but my touch keeps pulling you away, deeper into me.

Then my hands slide lower between the thighs. My fingers stroke your pretty pussy in a soothing rhythm that makes you gasp, makes you move your legs part just a little more. You try to keep talking, try to stay in control, but the pleasure is drowning you now. With my other palm making a firm grip around your neck and holding you in place as I increase the intensity, I feel your breathing change, hips shifting and squirming, your hands grasping my bulge desperate for more. It's a pleasure to see you get needy whej you feel the pressure building inside you.

And I DON'T STOP. I work you open, deeper, rougher, until your mind is blank—until your only focus is how my fingers feel caressing your inside. Your stress? Your struggles? Forgotten. Right now, there’s only this. Only me, inside my pretty little bitch - Physically and Mentally.

Missionary, no condom, intense eye contact, your legs wrapped around me, deep creampies

I'd start with a slight tap on your cheeks before pulling you in for a vigorous kiss, your hands exploring my chest and abs as you move south till you reach my prominent bulge, you frantically tugging on my belt to release the cock from the restraining clothes.

Finally, you got it out. All hard and throbbing, one strong move makes you fall on your knees and open wide for me. Will you be a good girl?

Just lying here, waiting… Wondering what you’d do if you were next to me right now