The chaos of him
Playtime Mistress i caught him looking at my lipsma he's making eyes at mehe stares into my eyes deeplyhe manages me sadistically
Sliding my foot under his, I push his foot, spreading it apart, fingers work too, grabbing his collar, and I flip him, dropping him as gently as I can.
Then pretending like my toes and arms weren’t tingling from where our lips met, I do my own victory cheer for my imaginary audience.
“I won.” I say, clearing my throat my eyes avoiding the general direction of his face.
From below me he scoffs, then pulls my leg until I fall squarely on top of him. A small yelp slips through my mouth as I come down on his hard body.
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