One Chance (Meant To Be 2)

While she’s still riding the waves ofher climax, I reach up and grab her by the throat, easing out from under her and tugging her on hands and knees off the side of the bed onto the floor.

“That’s a beautiful sight. Seeing you kneeling in front of me. Now, open your mouth, stick out your tongue.” I growl, looking down at her lust glazed eyes and tight nipples.

I know I don’t have long. Cum is already racing up from my balls ready to unload. The muscle in my back spasm as she does as I ask, mouth wide, tongue out and I give my dick one quick stroke and that’s all it takes.

Ropes of thick white jizz paint her face, mouth, hair. The intensity is so strong, I lock my knees and brace one hand on top of her head.

“You’re mine. You understand?”

She nods as the last of my spend lashes another spurt onto her tongue as her eyes flare.

“Good girl. Now, swallow what I gave you. What didn’t go in your mouth, rub it in, it’s my mark. I’ll do that whenever I want baby. You’re going to wear my scent everywhere so all the other fucking dicks know to stay away. You. Are. Taken.”

“Okay.” She smiles through the mess on her face, her little fingers rubbing the white cream into her cheeks.

“Now, I’m going to fuck you but first, I want to see what you look like in my kitchen. Show me your other magic baby. I want to see you cook for me.”

“Cook?” She throws a puzzled look up at me.

“You want to please me, right?”

“Yes.” She nods, a genuine smile curving her plump lips as she rubs some of my spend on them.

“Good girl.”