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“You want this pussy, baby?”
I was straddling Glen on all fours. My face was hovering inches above his hard cock. My long dark-hair tickled his erection as I glanced over my shoulder. My panties were on the floor–along with most of my clothes–and my wet pussy was just inches from his nose.
I was wearing a black slip skirt, bra, and garter belt with cream colored stockings.
With one hand I pulled the skirt up so he could see my bare ass. I put two fingers between the lips of my cunt and spread it in front of his face. I spread my fingers open and shut, flashing him my pink.
Slow, erotic music was playing in the background and I wagged my hips slowly to the bass.
“You like this pussy?” I repeated.
Glen made an affirmative grunt. I knew he was dying to taste me. But he was helpless to do anything about it. His arms were spread above his head–each one cuffed to a corner bedpost. He wore a snug metal cockring that would make it virtually impossible for him to cum.