Shrekboer - Naamloos

DAYUM

Michelle’s new favorite thing is having me fuck a pocket pussy that she holds right above her own pussy. She uses a wand to get herself off and makes wildly exaggerated sex sounds — mockingly exaggerated moaning, gasping, and screaming — while asking me if I miss her pussy, and saying things like “If you close your eyes, you can pretend that you’re fucking me.”

The other night, she played with my cock for over an hour while we watched TV. Just the lightest touches with her fingertips or a feather-light grip. All the while, she was saying things like that she knows that there’s nothing better than her pussy, and that I miss it terribly, but that it’s owned by another man now.

“Do you miss this pussy? The way it feels? The way it tastes?” She’s asked me, super casually as her fingers gently massaged the tip of my cock.

I told her “Yes, terribly.”

“Awwwwwww. That’s too bad,” she taunted in a poor baby condescending tone.

She took out the pocket pussy. “This is your pussy now,” she said with a cocky, matter-of-fact tone.

She then had me fuck the pocket pussy. She asked me how my new pussy felt. Said nothing feels more perfect than hers, but that it’s off limits to me.

“Fuck your new pussy. You can pretend it’s mine if you want,” she taunted.

She came — so hard that her eyes rolled back in her head.

I came not long after. Instinctively, I pulled out right before cumming and ended up cumming on her thigh, which breaks one of Michael’s rules — not cumming on or in Michelle.

She hasn’t decided yet if she’s going to report that infraction.

I don’t know what the consequences would be if she decides to report it.