Page 151 of Sin With Me

Daddy555:

You don’t make the rules.

I scoff silently and roll my eyes. I absolutely do, but these dicks are just too full of themselves to see it.

“I do right now. I promise you’ll like this game, though. Please play with me, Daddy?” I insert an extra breathy whine at his name, knowing he never tells me no. He may get on my nerves but at least he’s consistent.

Capricornstalker:

I just wanna cum (Tip: $50)

Daddy555:

Okay, angel….

iluvtits69:

Nice cunt. You’re dripping.

beachedwhale:

I’m leaking, too. ($75)

So. Easy.

“Okay,” I breathe, sliding the head of the silicone cock into my pussy as I ignore the impulse to once again look at Roman. I can’t. I have to pretend he’s not here or this won’t work. “I’m gonna tell you exactly how to fuck your cock, step by step, and then we’re going to come at the same time.”

I push the toy deeper, crying out, knowing it’ll hook every single one of my loyal fans, except the women, but I’ll have to come back for them later.

“It’ll be like you’re here, fucking my dripping pussy. Railing me hard and fast, just the way you want.” I pull it back out, letting everyone behind the camera see how wet I genuinely am. I don’t know what it is. If it’s the game, the threat, or Roman watching me, but I’m suddenly beyond horny.

I want this orgasm like I want my freedom.

“And then,” I pant, slapping my clit with the thick toy, and my hips jerk in response. “When I tell you to, you’ll pretend you're filling my needy pussy up with your cum.”

I hear a grunt from my left and try as I might, I can’t ignore him completely. His eyes are riveted to my ass, to the space between my thighs where my dildo is slowly disappearing inside me. His phone is long gone, his pants are unzipped, his cock straining to get out of his boxer briefs. He’s squeezing it like it’s offended him and his free hand is continuously raking through his hair.

He’s falling apart and I’ve only just started.

Grinning, I look back at the screen, seeing nothing but tips and excitement.

Perfect.

“First,” I start, slowly pulling my toy back out before pushing it in. I keep the pressure light, the pace slow, knowing I need to work them all up. “I need you to pull your cock out and wrap your hand around it.” I pause and my spine tingles when I hear the nearly silent sound of material shifting. “Fuck, look how hard you are. Is that all for me?”

I shove the dildo in hard, making my spine bow as I cry out. The ding, ding, ding of comments coming in, followed by the cha-ching from tips should make me feel victorious, but it’s nothing compared to the knowledge that he’s listening to me.

“It’s so big, so thick.” I rotate the dildo, making sure the rabbit hits my clit with every slow, steady pump. “I want you to clear your mind and pretend it’s just you and me here. No one else. Nothing else exists.”

My throat aches with my words.

I don’t know why I said them but I can’t take them back and as they hang heavily in the air, I can’t help but wonder.

Is he listening now?

Daddy555:

Fuck, baby. Keep going.

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