Please read part 1 before this.
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She’d started making me her personal toy. She would literally play with my cock, tease me and leave me alone. This one time, she left me tied up in her bedroom for hours.
I have had enough of it at that point. I got on my knees and dug my face into her crotch. I needed to taste her, if not fuck her (which I never did).
“Let me eat you out, mistress!” I exclaimed whilst still being on my knees. The bulge of my hard cock was clearly visible through my boxers. I needed to feel my cock inside of her as I was hoping that she would want the same. I never knew if she did.
“Fucking beg for it,” she said, and so I did. I begged her to let me lick her cunt. I begged her to let her have my tongue inside of her.
After a few moments, she took a seat on the couch and rested her head back. She had spread her legs. I could see her skirt rolling up. She wasn’t wearing any panties, as always, possibly just to tease me. I drooled and got closer to have a good look.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked coldly. I got scared and excited at the same time. My heart started racing, but I leaned in, my face right up against her pussy. I started licking her. I didn’t know how to. I just started using my tongue.
I remember her moaning. She moaned my name as I pushed my tongue deep inside of her. I started rolling my tongue whilst still being inside.
I kept doing so, just for a couple minutes and she gushed out a small squirt over my face. I knew it was time. I kept going. I groaned. I kept going until she had squirted all over my face and body, making me almost completely drenched. She wasn’t all that tough as I thought she was.
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The End
(unless?)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t4w3ek/femdom_hot_older_girl_from_the_bar_mf_part_2