“Maybe if you do a really good job, I’ll let you lick something else before you take me home tonight…”
She had always been the kind of woman who was turned on by control.
It always started off innocent enough – open my car door or hold my purse for me … just to test the waters.
Then came the not so subtle request to give me a foot rub … after a long day of wearing high heels … and it wouldn’t take long for her to tell from the look in his eye, and the bulge in his pants, as he was sitting there ever so gently massaging her feet…
That she could pretty much make him do anything that she wanted him to do.
And that was the part that made her wet.
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The stunned look on his face as he weakly strained against the handcuffs behind his back providing a lovely backdrop to her date’s newfound submission, Brandon was surprisingly bold in jumping straight to task when she pointed down between her legs provocatively and hinted with her distinct eyebrows that it was time for him to get to work.
Inching forward with his knees in the dirt until he was up close and personal with her new gift for him, Vivian decided to offer up a helping hand as she reached down and pulled her thong to the side with one finger while guiding his head between her thighs with the other hand before finally draping her legs up over his shoulders and giving him a nice squeeze before resting her high heeled feet on his back and finally relaxing while he did his thing…
His nervous tongue brushing up against her sex felt divine as Brandon tasted her juices that were already flowing for the first time. Squeezing him a little harder to get his focus on pointe, Vivian couldn’t help but jeer, “I let you warm up on my shoes – don’t make me regret thinking your tongue has any value to me!” as she gingerly drummed her sharp heels on his back until he slowly increased his dedication and earned the right to stay on his knees for her.
