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On the screen, I watch myself visibly shiver under his touch. The sight of us, our bodies, together is mesmerizing.

I unmute it just as he runs his dusty pink head up and down my slit, paying extra attention to my clit.

Then, after positioning himself at my entrance, he stops.

“You want more of my cock, little princess?” He says in his deep growl.

The camera scans back up my body just in time to catch me rising up on my elbows to glare at him, but the expression quickly turns to pleasure.

Even with it offscreen, I remember him slowly entering me and the way my body rippled with pleasure. Then he proceeded to tease me by slowly, and I mean slowly, thrusting in and out.

“Fuck me like you mean it, asshole.” I snap.

“Clearly, I haven’t been doing my job if my princess can talk.” He chuckles before picking his pace up.

With a new rhythm set, I watch myself fall back on the mattress, and the camera goes back to recording where his cock thrusts in and out of me.

Watching as he fucks me has me captivated.

The slick slapping sound of him sliding in and out so quickly has me growing wet as I watch the recording. Each pulse of his hips has my pussy clenching with need as I sit in a puddle on my kitchen floor.

“Fuck. You feel so good.” I hear myself moan from the phone speaker. “I love how you fill me up. I want you to cum inside me. Give me everything.”

“Do you want me to fill you with cum. Make your pussy sloppy with my juices. Give you all my cum so I can make a baby inside you, Elsie?” He says, the video returning to my face as I look away. “Fuck yes… that’s so… hot.”

I remember the heat that formed in his eyes and the way he licked his lips as though just the thought of my secret desire was the hottest thing he’d ever heard.

“You want me to fuck you and fill you with my cum, don’t you? Your pussy is so greedy for it. You want my cum in you?” He purrs, each phrase punctuated by another thrust. “Then beg.”

“I don’t beg.” I snap, my tone serious.

“Oh yes, you will. You want me to fill you up with my cum? Then beg daddy for it.” He growls.

Even now, hearing him call himself ‘daddy’ has my pussy clenching like a needy whore again.

“Tell me how you want me to use your tight little pussy, princess.” He says.

“Fuck you.” I snarl.

I watch his thrusts stop, and a pitiful whine of distress escapes my lips.

“Tell me how, princess.” He pulls me up by my hair, forcing me to rest on my elbows again. He looks me straight in the eyes. “Tell daddy to use your pussy like the bitch in heat you are.”

I remember the anger that surged through me and how determined I was to defy him.

Yet, I was desperate for it at the same time.

Despite endless flirting between us, we’d never slept together before this night. It was supposed to be a one-time thing for us.

The dynamic was volatile, each of us clamoring for dominance as we played. The give and take between us is almost as erotic as the sex itself. The heat and tension were intoxicating. It’s something I never allowed myself before because I know how he is.

He’s a player.

A true dragon to my unicorn.

He’s a single pansexual man in the lifestyle who sleeps with, well… everyone. Plus, he’ll fuck them in any way they ask for. No kink is off-limits.

While I may be single and bisexual, I’m more discerning with whom I play.

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