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She leaned over his desk, panties down to her knees, skirt pushed high, moaning into her arm while he gripped her hips and fucked her deep and slow, every thrust making her legs weaker as papers scattered to the floor.

They met in the elevator, and by the time the doors closed, she was pinned against the mirrored wall, skirt bunched up, his hand inside her soaked lace while her breath fogged the glass behind her.

She straddled him in the backseat of his car, rain drumming on the roof as her soaked dress clung to her body; her hips rolled slow and deliberate, lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “You’re not allowed to come until I say so.”

Crying, screaming, and begging to please stop aren't safe words. Maybe they might help me cum faster though. Just scream extemporaneous through your gag when you want me to stop.

pretty girls with a voice kink are such perverts

they will rub themselves silly to the sound of your voice merely because you called them a good girl

I love how wet your pussy gets for me whenever I slap you

A myth! 🤷🏻‍♀️

exploiting your praise kink to make you do grosser and grosser things for me.

don't you want to be a good girl?