Page 129 of Dmitri

Daelyn scurries over to me and opens her mouth, taking me in as far as she can. Her teeth graze my shaft. She gags every time my piercing slides against the back of her tongue. I fist her hair and rock into her slowly.

Very slowly.

My girl’s eyes water. There’s dirt all over her knees. She keeps trying to speed up, and each time, I pull her hair as a reminder of who’s in charge. “Go slower.”

She pouts with my dick in her mouth. It’s so fucking beautiful.

“Rub yourself.”

Daelyn shoves one hand between her thighs and does what I say. The other strokes my dick while she sucks the head harder. Eventually, her pace quickens again.

“Slower.”

She doesn’t listen. If anything, the brat goes faster.

I cram my dick down her throat once, making her gag, and then pull all the way out. “Stop touching yourself.”

Daelyn’s eyes glass over as she obeys.Desperate, needy little thing.Her tits spill out of her bra. Her cut panties barely cover her pussy and ass. We both know someone could drive through here at any time and see her being a dirty bitch on her knees for me.

I walk away from her again and climb onto my bike. She watches me in horror, likely afraid I’m going to leave her stranded here, humiliated.

“Saddle up.” I stroke my dick again. When she’s about to stand, I bark another command. “Crawl, Daelyn.”

Her head falls as she slinks over to me on her hands and knees like a good girl.

“Mount me, Firefly.”

Using the nickname washes some of the trepidation away from her expression. I lean back, spreading my thighs to hold the bike balanced and let her figure out how to climb on top of me.

I’m patient.

She’s crafty.

We both have great balance.

Daelyn slides down on my waiting dick and groans.

“Ride me slowly.”

Holding her hips, I reset the pace every time she tries to go faster than I want. I force her to go slow. Extremely slow. Her thighs start shaking in no time and I’m sure it’s from muscle fatigue. I hold us both steady, never letting her waver.

“This is torture,” she whimpers.

Tell me about it. I want nothing more than to make her come. Bend her over my bike and fuck her into oblivion. But she asked for punishment, and this is it. “Shut your mouth before I stuff it with something to keep you quiet.”

She bites her lip, her brow crinkling with hurt even as she groans while grinding against my cock. Daelyn’s so wet, I can feel it on my balls.

“Mmm. Just like that. You take me so well, baby.” My grip tightens on her hips as I rock her back and forth. Her pussy clenches my cock, and I know she’s close to coming.

“Slower,” I growl, making her lose the momentum she’s gained.

Daelyn cries out, her limbs shaking while she sags against my chest. “Please…”

She doesn’t get to say anything else. I pull her hair, making her lean back and I shove two fingers in her mouth. “I told you to shut your mouth.”

Her eyes flash with frustration that’s quickly swallowed by lust again.

Daelyn’s full lips wrap around my digits, and she sucks onthem while maintaining the slow pace I’ve set for us. She feels amazing. Her pussy’s swollen, wet, and so goddamn needy, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to keep this up.

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