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“Let’s go home.”

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“Such a good girl,”he whispered in her ear. “My good girl. Are you going to continue to be a good girl for me?”

They had gotten home and eaten a nice dinner, Gene feeding her with her on his lap. Sweet torture for him. With every little move she made on his lap, his cock swelled, wanting to be inside of her and let go.

But he held himself back until they finished eating and she started to move again. They were currently in his bedroom, Sammi sitting on the bed.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered.

“Such a good girl,” he purred.

Gene slowly started to pull his shirt over his head, catching Sammi ogling at him like he was some type of candy ready to be licked. He smirked at the thought, taking his time to push his jeans to the floor. Her eyes were narrowed on his straining cock, begging to be released from under his boxers.

“Does my little pet like the look of me?” he asked.

She nodded.

“Words,” he commanded.

“Yes!” she quickly said. “Please, let me see your cock?”

“Are you my greedy little cock lover?” he asked, leaning forward.

“Yes, sir. I’m your greedy little cock lover. Only your cock, sir.”

Satisfaction filled him as she said those words. His greedy little cock lover, his cock and no one else’s. He wanted her to say that over and over again.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” she locked eyes with him.

Ever so slowly Gene pulled his boxers down, revealing his pierced dick.

“Oh my goodness,” she whispered, staring right at the head of his cock. “You’re pierced!”

He shrugged. “Heard women like it.”

“I love it,” she whispered. “Cou-could I give you head?”

“Crawl to me,” he commanded.

He watched as she clenched her thighs together, squirming where she sat.

“Does my little pet like me telling her what to do?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “Crawl.”

She gently slid from the bed and onto the ground on her hands and knees. She ever so slowly started to crawl to him, stopping right in front of him.

“Such a good girl for me. Did you like crawling?” he asked. “I loved watching you obey me.”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, craning her head to look at him.

Grabbing his cock, he pumped his hand up and down the shaft several times, Sammi watching the movement.

“Open,” he commanded.

She opened her mouth, wrapping her hot mouth around his cock.

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