She licks the frosting off her finger, giving him a smile. “The cake was delicious, thank you.”
He stands and leans into her “You don’t have to tease me baby, you know I like to take care of you, especially on your birthday… Come, let’s take that bottle of whipped cream into the bedroom babygirl.”
Once upstairs he pushes her against the bedroom wall and whispers in her ear “I know what you want… Let me make you feel good.” His words send shivers throughout her body. He kisses her, roaming his hands over her body. “Undress and get on the bed babygirl.”
She takes off her red blouse and pulls down her black skirt. “Also my lingerie sir?” “Yes… Everything… And, good girl for calling me sir, you get where I’m going with this.” When she’s undressed, she lays down on the bed, her skin smooth, lips glistening, nipples hard. He takes a dark blue tie from the dresser and lets it slide through his hands while stepping towards her. “Good girl, my good girl.”
He climbs onto the bed, taking her hands and guiding them above her head. He ties her wrists together. “Now, lay still and enjoy, babygirl.” “Yes sir.”
He gets off the bed and takes the bottle of whipped cream. “Let’s begin with this.” He gets back on the bed, positioning himself between her legs, shaking the bottle. First he draws a 3 on one breast, then a 1 on the other. Then an arrow beneath her bellybutton, pointing towards her pussy. He smiles, happy with his work and tosses the bottle aside. “Let me undress real quick before things get messy.”
Once undressed he gets back in position, lowering his mouth towards the number 3. He begins to lick the whipped cream off of her breast, taking his time. Giving extra attention to her hard nipple, sending shivers throughout her body. She begins to moan silently, her hands go up, wanting to stroke his hair. “Stay still babygirl!” “Sorry sir” her hands drop back down on top of the pillow. He works his way towards the number 1, squizing her firm breasts. Then he lowers himself to the arrow, gripping her butt cheeks, licking her skin clean.
Her hips start to push up against him. “Ask me.” He demands. “Please lick me sir.” He grins, kissing his way towards her pussy. “Of course, birthday girl.” He takes her knees, pushing her legs wide open. With one hand, he takes the bottle of whipped cream and squirts a dot on top of her clit. She gasps in surprise, the cold whipped cream feels so good on her sensitive skin.
He begins to lick her clean, his fingers wander over her smooth, wet lips. “This feels so good sir.” She moans. His tongue going to her wet center, dipping inside of her. Her hands shoot down, gripping his hair. “Ow God, yes…” Pushing her hips into him, wanting his tongue to reach deeper inside off her. He licks her faster and harder, taking two fingers and dipping them into her, feeling her lips tightening around them. “I want to cum sir, please, make me cum.” He picks up the pace, thrusting his fingers harder en deeper into her, now dripping, pussy. His tongue working her clit faster. She’s breathing hard now, moaning loudly, surrendering herself completely. “I’m going to cum sir…” Her orgasm hits hard, her upper body leaves the mattress for a couple of seconds, waves of release going through her entire body.
He lays himself next to her, untying her hands. “Your hands didn’t stay up babygirl… You’re lucky that it’s your birthday…” “Sorry sir” she says, still a bit out off breath “I’ll make it up to you, I promise… Thank you for the cake sir and the whipped cream. It was an amazing day.” He smiles “That’s all I need to hear birthday girl”.
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