Page 5 of A Sixpence For Your Shoe

That’s it.

I’ve let her get away with too much.

With my hand still wrapped around her throat, I practically throw her over the back of the sofa. She squeals loudly, a genuine fright that sends a thrill through me.

As she tries to push herself off the sofa and stand up, I arrive behind her and shove her face down, her ass bent over the backrest.

“Wait.” She gasps as I drag her skirt up over her hips.

“It’s too late for that, my little pet.” I whisper darkly.

“I was just playing.” She whimpers.

“So am I.” I smirk, tugging my belt open and unzipping my pants. “Don’t you like this game anymore?”

She looks over her shoulder at me and her eyes grow wide.

But I don’t see fear. All I see is lust.

I thread my fingers around Misha’s little lace thong and rip it from her body.

She cries out and tries to wiggle away from me again, but I have my hand locked onto her hip and my cock pressing against her soaked pussy.

“You shouldn’t start a game you didn’t want to play, little pet.” I warn her as I rub my cock over her.

To my surprise, she giggles, then kicks out with one leg, “Who says I don’t want to play.” She slips away from me, rolling over the sofa and onto the white shaggy carpet.

She is crawling on her hands and knees, trying to escape me. But as she glances back, I am already behind her.

I move quickly, grabbing her legs from behind. I spread them wide and press my body over hers.

She tries to squirm, but she’s pinned to the floor, my body locking her face down on the soft rug. My cock is hard andthrobbing against her pussy. I press my hand against the side of her face, pushing her onto the floor.

When she giggles, it practically throws me over the edge.

I slam my cock into her.

She gasps in shock and the sound is so satisfying that I do it again. I pull back and thrust into her with more force.

Misha cries out and digs her fingers into the fluffy carpet, arching her ass upwards as I fuck her harder.

Her tiny little pussy is locked onto my cock and its fucking perfection as I plunge into her over and over again.

Her moans are enticing. Little sounds of desperation and pleasure.

The sound of someone letting go of their own control and handing it to me.

I wrap my hand around her throat and pull her head up so that her back is arched. I slide out of her and pull her onto her knees, sitting backwards on my lap. I lower her down onto my cock and bounce her up and down on top of me.

The harder I fuck her, the harder I squeeze my fingers around her throat. Her hair falls loose from the tie and floats over her shoulders in long silky shadows of pitch black. She is gorgeous.

She gags slightly and leans her head back against me.

“Are you going to be a good little pet for me?” I growl against her ear, and she nods.

I release my fingers from her throat and push her onto her hands and knees. Slipping my hand between her legs, I play my thumb over her clit while I fuck her.

She rocks against me, her legs starting to shake.

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