He kneels up, still straddling my legs. “So, you like being dominated…. Do as you’re told then.” He c***s his head to my panties. “Show me.”
“Show you what?”
“You know what. Let me see what I’m going to f**k. Give me a show.”
“You want me to….?”
“Do as you’re told.” He looks down at my crotch. “If I thought seduction was what you wanted, I’d go for it. But you don’t. I can see from here that you’re dripping. And if you wanted to be coy, you should have worn black. Now….” he traces a finger over the dark stain on the crotch of my panties, then, pulling the satin to one side, slips it inside. “So, if you want me to f**k you, show me what you’ve got.”
He’s not smiling anymore. Instead, his gaze alternates between my eyes and my liquifying p***y.
“I’m waiting….” His finger brushes over m
