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Her pretty eyes stayed on mine the whole time with excitement flashing in them.

“That’s it, baby. This is what you deserved tonight. You’ve been good,” I praised through gritted teeth.

When the last drop hit her tongue, I kept stroking my dick and watched her while she knelt there with her mouth wide open and the puddle of cum on her tongue, waiting for me to allow her to swallow it.

I had other things in mind.

This wasn’t over yet, and I knew whatever I would do, she’d like.

I let go of my now semi-hard shaft and placed two of my fingers on her tongue, letting some of the cum flow down her throat and some of it down her chin.

She swallowed to not choke on it, and I covered my fingers in my own cum before rubbing them against her tongue.

“This isn’t the only body part of yours I want my cum on,” I told her quietly, then I nodded upward motioning for her to stand up.

She did after I pulled my fingers out of her mouth, and when she was standing in front of me in those tight pants and no hoodie on, I ordered her to take them off and strip.

The good girl she was did exactly that, and when she stood there between my legs with her bare pussy right in front of my face, I lifted my hand and placed my two fingers between her folds, rubbing in my cum.

“I want it right here too. I wanna come inside of your tight, wet pussy,” I told her, looking up at her.

Her eyes were hooded, and she held herself up with her hands on my shoulders, looking down at me and spreading her legs a little wider for easier access.

I dipped my fingers into her tight hole, stretching her while small moans left her lips.

She clawed her short but sharp nails into my shoulders, now closing her eyes as I started fingering her.

I kept my mouth shut for a while, making sure she wouldn’t come while I rubbed my fingertips against her inner walls, smelling her arousal as I was sitting right in front of her.

So damn sweet, but I had to wait.

I had already gotten a taste of her pussy before, and she tasted so damn addictive.

“Please,” she begged, her eyes closed and her lips parted. “Please make me come.”

“No.”

“Please, Riggs…I want you to make me come,” she whispered, her legs slowly starting to shake.

Her pussy clenched around my fingers, squeezing them tight. But before she could reach that high she so desperately needed, I pulled my fingers out and pulled her back on my lap where her bare pussy pressed against my dick.

“Open,” I ordered, my fingertips grazing her lips before she parted them enough to let my fingers in.

She sucked on them, licked both my cum and her juices off while her eyes stared back into mine again.

“Stop begging. I decide when you get to come, understand that?”

She gave me a small nod, then she moved her hips in circular motions again to tease me.

As much as I was ready for round two, I couldn’t give it to her.

“I gotta go,” I told her, placing my hands on her hips and pushing her off me again.

“So soon?”

I let out a harsh laugh. “I spent enough time here with you tonight.”

I got up from the couch and pulled up my boxer briefs and pants while she stood there naked, not really interested in putting on her underwear or hoodie.

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