I sat in the limo as it moved looking out the other window with my arms folded over my chest pissed.
Why was I pissed?
Simple I had just finished giving my *admirer* my best performance as **I** gave him a blowjob as he spoke on the phone and followed his instructions of going slow and being quiet.
And **I** thought I did an amazing job as my *admirer* shot his load into my empty stomach I asked him how was it.
You know what this motherfucker answered?
It was fine but could be better.
**FINE!!!**
**COULD BE BETTER!!!**
The nerve of this asshole.
The same asshole who shot enough fucking cum into my sore pussy to impregnate a dozen or two female’s and then shoots another load into my empty stomach.
My still empty stomach as his cum was quickly absorbed.
And **I** only got to taste a drop….dammit.
God why did it have to taste so fucking good?
I lightly looked at his limp dick still hanging out of his fucking pants and started to smack my lips as I wondered if I could coax that hog back to life and see if I can’t get another load out of it but this time I wanted it in my fucking mouth.
I shook my head and looked back out the window as I remembered I was supposed to be pissed.
I felt my mouth salivate as I couldn’t get that taste out of my head.
God damn it!!!
I wanted another taste to make sure I wasn’t imagining the taste because I was fucking starving.
No hold the course girl your *admirer* will apologize for being an asshat…..right?
Right?
The longer I stared mad looking out the window the more the silence grew.
Was the motherfucker going to apologize?
The limo eventually stopped.
The driver spoke, “We’re here sir.”
Miles, my asshole fucking no good no apologizing no complimenting on ***my*** fucking god damn blowjob technique *admirer*, spoke, “Ah good.”
He looked at me, “Stay here.”
I grumbled but as I was about to tell him off he already opened the door and exited.
Fuck!
I huffed as I started tapping my foot on the limos floor as I started cursing myself out for not grabbing my cell phone.
My dumb ass left it in the room with all my shit.
Time felt like it stretched as mere moments passed before the door opened and my asshole *admirer* got back in the car with a shit eating grin, “Take us to Starr’s.”
The driver nodded and got the limo going.
I looked at him, “Starr’s?”
He looked at me and nodded as he padded the bag now sitting in his lap.
What was the bag?
And where did we stop?
And what was with that shit eating smile?
We went back to being silent as I refused to concede that I was no longer pissed at him.
I don’t care that he has fucked my pussy so good that I secretly wanted more.
I don’t care that he was using my body as he damn well pleased.
And I sure as fuck don’t care that his cum tasted amazing.
No I will win this game.
I am not weak willed. I am a strong independent woman for fuck’s sake.
I am Bella mother fucking Stucky. I eat men and spit them out like they are yesterday’s trash. I have won multiple awards for my mouth and my pussy at the AVN’s.
Yet why was this *man* making me so weak?
Was it his python cock?
Was it because he had pumped so much cum into me that I missed being in the porn industry?
No!
I looked back at his lap and quickly diverted my eyes away from his lap cursing myself out for wanting what was in between his legs.
I kept reminding myself that I’m pissed at this asshole who was effectively my *boss* and I will not give into him and fucking admit that I want him. I will not admit that I wanted more of his cum to invade me. I will not admit that I was slowly reverting back into the person that I *was*.
I am strong.
I am strong.
I am strong.
God damn it I looked at his junk again.
I don’t want his cock.
I don’t.
I don’t want it.
I felt my pussy disagree with my mind as I felt a small gallop of my *admirer’s* cum leak out of my pussy causing me to shudder.
I was so focused on my internal dialogue that I failed to notice that the limo stopped and my *admirer* spoke, “Come on.”
I smiled and jumped over like a lost puppy completely forgetting that I was pissed only happy to be with him and hoped that he would abuse me more.
It was official the *old* Bella Stucky was back.
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