She moves slowly stripping them both as she sits on his lap and kisses him. She doesn’t have time to strip him, do a striptease, so she will cut that part out.
“We need to improvise Master, so pretend I just tied you up real tight with rope. And well, this, this is a gun.” He stares at her wide-eyed. “I f****d him, f****d him while telling him about my crazy fantasy for edge play, the gun pressed against my chest.” She bites her lips, her body straddling him, his c**k pushing into her s*x as her hips move.
“It felt amazing Master. I told him I was crazy, that the joke was on him before I pulled the trigger.” She moans her hips are moving faster as he stares at her amazed. His head shaking slightly, she didn’t shoot him, he saw her holding the gun she was scared of it.
“I thought it was
