Page 8 of Last Summer
I watch as she staggers forward across the wooden floor. She’s just as fucked as I am, if not more. Hips swaying, ass jiggling with each step—she looks delicious. The thing I’ve discovered very quickly about Danica is that she’s dying to fall apart, but won’t let anyone help chip apart the fragile glue holding her together. But, it’s fine. I can handle messy—I’ve dealt with messier.
“We should let the viewers decide what they want us to do.” She arches an eyebrow before pulling down on her teddy and exposing more of her creamy tits.
Someone’s ready.
Can’t say I blame her, she's about to enter her own personal five minutes of Heaven. I’m determined to make this pretty little thing come until she’s delirious and our accounts are overflowing.
“Come,” I demand while grabbing her hand, leading her the final few steps towards the couch. I take a seat and she kneels right in front of me, between my knees. I pull her hair back over her shoulders, letting my fingers run down her neck. She shivers under my touch.Such a good girl.The comments start exploding instantly—they’re already losing it. One person is asking me to finger her. Another demands she eat me out. Then there’s the freak asking me to fist her while she sucks my toes.Hard pass on that one.
“Loverboii666 says I should feed you some liquor.” I wink before palming her breast at the camera. She squirms as I pull on her little nipple, making it push against the fabric of her teddy. “Mouth to mouth.”
Oh, I like the sound of that.
Doing as we are told, I stand above her and pull on her little pigtails, forcing her head back.
“Be a good little slut and open that pretty mouth,” I command, my voice husky and low. And she does, even sticks out her tongue. I pour the liquor into my mouth before cupping her chin and letting the amber liquid drip into her mouth. Some spills down the front of her, dampening her innocent white outfit.
“Swallow.”
She gulps.
The chat goes feral.
Another message comes in.
“Anonymous says for us to make out,” she reads off the screen as I run my fingers along her heated skin, my hand slithering up her back until my fingers curl around the base of her neck.
“I can do that. With tongue or no tongue?” I ask as I lean over her, the cinnamon whiskey on her breath making my pussy pulse with need.
We both look at the screen.
Anonymous:Mouth. Tongue.
“Tongue it is,” I declare before my mouth descends onto hers.
Danica’s lips part to give my tongue access to her greedy little mouth. The muscles inside fight for dominance as they dance with each other. I kiss her slowly—deliberate and with passion. Her taste has me wanting more. Danica moans into me. I don’t bother looking up at the screen because I’m already losing myself in the taste of her. I can hear the pings flying in, meaning people are making requests in exchange for profit. I’ll gladly let them tell us what to do as long as it means I get more of her.
Breaking our kiss, I look down at her. She’s gorgeous like this–needy and desperate with her pretty, pink lips all swollen. My fingers dance under the lace of her lingerie. “Can I?”
She smiles up at me, pulling away and looking at the screen. “BigBoy69 says he’ll pay fifty bucks if you show them my tits and play with them.”
Gladly.
Pulling down the white fabric, I expose her beautiful breasts. They’re perky and creamy with the sweetest dusty pink nipples. They’re begging to be played with. I bring my thumb and forefinger down and begin flicking one nipple until it’s peaked and hard. She whimpers and rolls her hips. I move to the other and show it the same attention.
“MotherFucker_zzz wants you to lick my cunt. Would you like to taste me, pretty girl?” I ask as I stand back up. She sags at the loss of my fingers.
So damn responsive.
I slip from my strappy leather lingerie, exposing myself completely. Danica spins to turn my way, giving the camera a view of her perky ass. I gotta admit, we look good together. Her pale skin against my tan complexion is a nice compliment.
She sticks her tongue out to lick her lips, and her gaze falls to my pussy.
“What do you think, viewers, should I ride this little slut’s face and drown her in my cum?” I ask with my eyes focused on the girl beneath me. She’s so pretty. How’d a sweet little thing like her end up here? I look back up at the screen to see how wild I’m driving them but when I do my breath gets caught in my throat.
“What the fuck?” I whisper as I lean into the screen to read the message again to make sure I’m reading it right.
Anonymous: I know what you did. CONFESS.
