Page 86 of Demise

I feel my cock throb down her throat, my cum coating her mouth as she swallows me down like a goddamn porn star. I guess when you have four boyfriends and a husband, you basically are one.

Skyla swallows one more time before sitting up, licking her lips once more. I grin at her, reaching across her and grabbing the lever to her seat. It drops almost flat in an instant, and she squeals in surprise as I speak.

“Take your leggings off, little one. Let me play with that pussy.”

Her eyes dilate as she quickly rips off her leggings and panties, shoving them to her ankles as she spreads her legs. Such an eager little thing.

Reaching over the console to her, I rub my fingers through her, pleased to find her absolutely fucking drenched. I play with her pussy for a moment before I shove my fingers inside her, pulling them back out as I hold my fingers up to her mouth.

“Taste,” I say.

She does so happily, letting out a little satisfied moan as she does.

I grin at that. “You like tasting yourself, sweet girl?”

Skyla nods, a bashful blush tinting her cheeks as she releases my fingers.

“A lot.”

My cock throbs at that.

“Maybe we need to find you a girl to play with. I bet you’d love eating pussy. Or having those soft lips on your pussy,” I say,pushing my fingers inside her and taking an interest when her pussy pulses around me.

“Maybe,” she mutters. “I’ve never been with a girl before.”

Her pussy pulses again, and I grin.

“But you want to, or you’re curious. Your cunt is practically milking me with just the idea of it. What about that pretty redhead friend of yours?”

“Maggie?” she laughs. “She’s my best friend. Sounds messy.”

“Oh, it is, trust me, but you’d love every fucking second of it.”

Skyla laughs as I begin thrusting in her.

“She has a girlfriend.”

“And you have four boyfriends and a husband,” I point out.

She shakes her head no, and though I’m a little disappointed, I go with it.

“Just a fantasy, then.” I decide, dragging my fingers through her before settling on her clit.

“Close your eyes, little one. Picture Maggie or some hot actress. Any woman in the world you want playing with your pussy. Imagine her soft lips pressed against yours, her smooth body grinding against you, and her sweet tongue circling this clit,” I whisper lowly.

Skyla lets out a moan, her head resting against the headrest as I move against her clit faster.

“Imagine she has you pinned in this seat, nowhere to go or move. All you can do is breathe through it as she begins licking, sucking, and finger fucking this pussy.”

Another soft whimper comes from her lips as she lifts her hips against me, seeking more friction that I’m happy to provide.

“Yeah, you love that, don’t you, sweet girl?”

She nods shakily. “I do. I want it,” she begs.

“Only in fantasy?” I test.

“Uh, huh,” she agrees.

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