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44: TRAINING MY YOUNG BOY-TOY (3)
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2026-01-09 00:01:17CHAPTER 3: FUCKING HIS THROBBING HORSE-COCK
CASSIDY’S POV“Please,” he rasped, voice shredded. “Ms. White, fuck, please—”“Please what, Logan?” I stroked him slow, torturous, thumb swirling through the endless leak at his slit, smearing it down the shaft. “Tell me exactly what that greedy cock needs.”“Please let me come,” he whimpered, hips jerking helplessly into my fist. “I’m so fucking close it hurts—”I squeezed hard, cutting off his plea with a strangled moan.“No. You come when I say, or you’re done. Fired. Career over the second you spill without permission. You believe me?”Terror flashed in his eyes, mixing with the animal lust.“Yes, ma’am. I swear.”“Good.” I released him, turned, and braced both palms on the wall, ass arched high. “Then fuck me. And you will not come.”He was on me in a heartbeat—chest to my back, hands bruising my hips, trembling with the effort of restraint.Th
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