Hunch Punch
Miles fell onto his back on the bed and began attempting to unbutton his shirt. His fingers fumbled with the top latched button for several minutes. As he was still trying to get the button undone, Calista climbed on top of him. She took a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Miles to the headboard. He smiled and made a garbled noise.
“I’ve got this. You just relax.” Calista began unbuttoning the plaid shirt and grazing her tongue against his exposed skin. Miles moaned. Calista freed Miles’ throbbing cock and then took him inside of her mouth. She began pushing him down her throat and pulling him out when someone began pounding on the locked door. Calista ignored the knocks, sucking Miles harder with each push and pull. She could feel him getting to where she wanted him, when she heard her name.
“CALISTA!” The door came off the hinges and a raging Tim came storming into the room. “What in the hell are you doing?”
“Oh geeze Tim, I’m just having a little fun.” Calista rolled her eyes when she and Tim heard Miles snickering behind them.
“Hey man! You think this shit is . . .” Tim never got the last word out because when he practically ran over to the man handcuffed to the bed, he realized he wasn’t laughing.