hot.” I stood and walked over to him. “Don't you want me even a little?” I patted the fly of his Levis. His cock jerked in response.
"Who the hell are you?” he asked, and he didn't mean my name.
"I thought Mrs. Williams explained. I'm a buyer for the Cat Castle. You've heard of it?"
"Who hasn't? What, exactly, does a buyer do?"
"Buy, of course.” I explained my mission, then swept my arm to include everything in the showroom. “This stuff looks amazing and innovative, but I really hate to invest in anything I'm not positive about. I know a smart guy like you understands the wisdom of that."
"Uh-huh."
"So are you going to lick my pussy, or what?"
With a bemused shake of his head, Thorn joined me at the couch. I sat and grabbed a decorative pillow, which I set on the floor between my feet. Once again, I spread my legs and my pussy lips. Thorn hesitated a nanosecond, then dropped to his knees. Leaning in, he sort of lapped at me.
"Surely you can do better than that."
He gave me a hard look.
"Please?"
With a growl, Thorn buried his face in my snatch. His tongue slid over me several times before gently probing my slit. I fell back with a rapturous sigh. Thorn immediately pushed my thighs further apart. He began to suckle my sensitive flesh, in particular my clit, which thrummed with pleasure. In seconds, my ass bounced on the cushion. I groaned, one lick from coming.
Thorn pulled back with a smirk. “That should do it."
"What?"
"You're soaking wet. Go try out the Lonely Fuck."
With a huff of exasperation, I got up and walked over to the gizmo in question. I straddled it, letting that hot pink dildo slide into my moist pussy. It felt great, but I definitely preferred the real thing. Still.... Aching for release I began to work the handlebars. That dildo slid in and out, further stimulating an area ready to pop. I closed my eyes and imagined that Thorn lay beneath me, his stiff cock stuffed into my needy pussy. I sighed.
Thorn slapped my ass. Hard. My eyes flew open.
"Just thought I'd throw that in to enhance the experience."
"Oh, um, sure."
"Shall I do it again?"
"Feel free."
With every thrust of the dildo, Thorn slapped my butt cheeks, alternating between them until my flesh stung. I could imagine how pink they were. My pussy as good as exploded. I gasped and collapsed over the handlebars, only to have them yanked out from under me. I realized that Thorn had taken the helm. He pulled back the handlebars, then pushed them forward, sending that dildo much deeper than I had managed on my own. I gasped. He did it again, and again, faster and faster. I'd never felt anything like it, and lost myself to pleasure once more, this time with a full-body spasm that tossed me off the bench. Thor caught me before I hit the floor. On legs that trembled, I staggered to the couch and collapsed on it, face down.
The cushion muffled my next words. “Does it come in any other color?"
Thorn laughed at me.
Once I caught my breath, I stood...or tried to.
Thorn didn't let me.
"What?” I asked, trying to look over my shoulder at him. His hand, placed in the middle of my back, kept me pinned to the spot.
"Stay.” He walked off, returning seconds later with another crazy-looking device.
I eyed it suspiciously. “What the hell is that called?"
"Butt Fuck."
"If you think you're sticking that in my ass, you have another think coming."
"You don't do anal?"
"Not with a machine."
"So you prefer a real cock for that."
"Absolutely.” I grinned. “Got one you can loan me?"
"Maybe."
Yeah, baby.
I got up and began to take off my top.
When Thorn arched an eyebrow, I explained. “I feel a little silly wearing a top with no bottoms."
"Er, right."
I shrugged off the sedate silk blouse and tossed it on my panties and skirt. My lacy bra soon joined the pile.
Thorn's cock surged against his button fly. So tits were his weakness.
Should've known.
Smiling smugly, I cupped my ample breasts, one in each hand, and
"Who the hell are you?” he asked, and he didn't mean my name.
"I thought Mrs. Williams explained. I'm a buyer for the Cat Castle. You've heard of it?"
"Who hasn't? What, exactly, does a buyer do?"
"Buy, of course.” I explained my mission, then swept my arm to include everything in the showroom. “This stuff looks amazing and innovative, but I really hate to invest in anything I'm not positive about. I know a smart guy like you understands the wisdom of that."
"Uh-huh."
"So are you going to lick my pussy, or what?"
With a bemused shake of his head, Thorn joined me at the couch. I sat and grabbed a decorative pillow, which I set on the floor between my feet. Once again, I spread my legs and my pussy lips. Thorn hesitated a nanosecond, then dropped to his knees. Leaning in, he sort of lapped at me.
"Surely you can do better than that."
He gave me a hard look.
"Please?"
With a growl, Thorn buried his face in my snatch. His tongue slid over me several times before gently probing my slit. I fell back with a rapturous sigh. Thorn immediately pushed my thighs further apart. He began to suckle my sensitive flesh, in particular my clit, which thrummed with pleasure. In seconds, my ass bounced on the cushion. I groaned, one lick from coming.
Thorn pulled back with a smirk. “That should do it."
"What?"
"You're soaking wet. Go try out the Lonely Fuck."
With a huff of exasperation, I got up and walked over to the gizmo in question. I straddled it, letting that hot pink dildo slide into my moist pussy. It felt great, but I definitely preferred the real thing. Still.... Aching for release I began to work the handlebars. That dildo slid in and out, further stimulating an area ready to pop. I closed my eyes and imagined that Thorn lay beneath me, his stiff cock stuffed into my needy pussy. I sighed.
Thorn slapped my ass. Hard. My eyes flew open.
"Just thought I'd throw that in to enhance the experience."
"Oh, um, sure."
"Shall I do it again?"
"Feel free."
With every thrust of the dildo, Thorn slapped my butt cheeks, alternating between them until my flesh stung. I could imagine how pink they were. My pussy as good as exploded. I gasped and collapsed over the handlebars, only to have them yanked out from under me. I realized that Thorn had taken the helm. He pulled back the handlebars, then pushed them forward, sending that dildo much deeper than I had managed on my own. I gasped. He did it again, and again, faster and faster. I'd never felt anything like it, and lost myself to pleasure once more, this time with a full-body spasm that tossed me off the bench. Thor caught me before I hit the floor. On legs that trembled, I staggered to the couch and collapsed on it, face down.
The cushion muffled my next words. “Does it come in any other color?"
Thorn laughed at me.
Once I caught my breath, I stood...or tried to.
Thorn didn't let me.
"What?” I asked, trying to look over my shoulder at him. His hand, placed in the middle of my back, kept me pinned to the spot.
"Stay.” He walked off, returning seconds later with another crazy-looking device.
I eyed it suspiciously. “What the hell is that called?"
"Butt Fuck."
"If you think you're sticking that in my ass, you have another think coming."
"You don't do anal?"
"Not with a machine."
"So you prefer a real cock for that."
"Absolutely.” I grinned. “Got one you can loan me?"
"Maybe."
Yeah, baby.
I got up and began to take off my top.
When Thorn arched an eyebrow, I explained. “I feel a little silly wearing a top with no bottoms."
"Er, right."
I shrugged off the sedate silk blouse and tossed it on my panties and skirt. My lacy bra soon joined the pile.
Thorn's cock surged against his button fly. So tits were his weakness.
Should've known.
Smiling smugly, I cupped my ample breasts, one in each hand, and
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