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I turned around and gave him exactly what he was asking for, grinding to the music.

I bent my knees, arching my back, gyrating on him.

I didn’t tease.I got right to the point, pressing my ass to his straining cock, circling my hips.

It drove him mad in thirty seconds flat.

“Turn around,” he growled, yes growled, into my ear from behind.

He didn’t wait for me to comply, but turned me himself, whipping me around by the hips until suddenly I was straddling him, and his gorgeous eyes were blazing up at mine.

I started grinding on him again, and this time it was even better, because I could grind my clit against his hardness, nothing but his slacks separating us.

I moved away suddenly, taking a few unsteady steps back, and pointing at his shirt.“Take it off.I want your skin.”

His eyes were on my sex as he started working on his tie.“Spread your legs and show me your pussy.”

I moved closer, perching a stiletto on his thigh, giving him the view he craved.

He touched me briefly, holding up two wet fingers.“All for me, Greta?

I nodded.

He sucked his fingers clean, then pulled his tie completely off.

He brought a hand to my face, pushing his index finger into my mouth.I opened, sucking it in.He pushed it in and out, again and again, a parody of the act.

“Suck harder,” he told me, and I drew on him roughly.“Use your teeth, just a bit.”

I did, and he cursed, pulling his finger loose, dragging it down my body, and pushing it into my wet pussy.

I moaned, squirming on his finger.It was a protest.A plea.“Please,” I told him.“I want you.”

He grinned, and it was triumphant.He pulled his finger out, and started unbuttoning his shirt.“Remember when you said you wouldn’t fuck me?”

“Yes.”

“Have anything to say now?”

“I’ve changed my mind, or maybe I wasn’t being honest with myself.I want you to fuck me.”

“Say please.”

“Please.”

“Please give me that big cock,” he prompted me.

“Please give me that big cock,” I repeated back.

I didn’t want to make it this easy for him, but my self-control was shot.I wanted this too much not to ask for it.To beg.

“Please shove that big cock in my pussy and fill me with your cum,” he coached me.

“Please shove that big cock in my pussy and fill me with your cum,” I panted back.

He grabbed my sex, shoving two fingers in.“This pussy is mine.Say it.”

“This pussy is yours.”

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