Forbidden Fairytales (A Short Story Collection)
I let my tits free and hold them up for him.
“That’s a good girl. Fucking beautiful.”
He pulls his cock from my throat, and a big stream of spit spews right down my cleavage.
“Rub it in,” he says, and I do. I rub my spit into my tits, focusing on my nipples.
I’m still rubbing myself when User 677 gives me another dog click, gesturing over to the bed. I scrabble to my feet, dashing over there.
“On your back,” he tells me.
I nod, still catching my breath from the face fucking, feeling tiny as he kneels up and over me. He mashes my tits in his hands, and I arch myself as best I can.
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