Mr. Storm “The date with Nate?” She says with furrowed brows. Her taking his name in her mouth as she sits on my cock has a possessive feeling going through me. My fingers tighten on her hips and I thrust hard up into her. She gasps out of surprise and tries to move with me but my hands hold her steady, making sure I reach as deep as I can. “You should not mention his name while you’re sitting on my cock!” I give her a few more gentle thrusts and this time she moans and moves to meet me. When I again stop she whimpers but compiles immediately. My good little girl is a fast learner. I smile at that and one of my hands moves up to caress her cheek. She leans into my touch and closes her eyes. “I’m sorry, sir.” She whispe
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