I’m sitting in the back of Bryce’s Lamborghini Urus; well, I’m not actually sitting, I’m cuddling him. I’m cuddling and also straddling him. It’s all thanks to Sandra. We’re getting off work early, and Bryce is not bullying as usual.
Although we’re no longer at work, Bryce couldn’t stop working; he still has his tablet, and he is skimming through a contract with one hand while caressing my back with the other hand. My face is at the crook of his neck, and I’ve been sniffing him ever since.
Fuck, Bryce slls too good. He slls heavenly; I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how lovely he slls.
With a smile on my face, I balanced into his body, and my grip around his neck also tightened. That’s right, I also have my hands around his neck. But just after balancing into him, a sudden crash caused to lose my balance again, but Bryce caught before I could hit my head on the car seat.
What the heck! What just happened? Did the driver run into soone?
"What happened?" Bryce kept the tablet aside and questioned his driver.
"Forgive , sir; soone suddenly jumped out in front of the car. I had to hit the brakes. Forgive ."
"Did you hit the person?" Bryce questioned.
"No, sir, but I’ll check on this person." The driver left the car and returned minutes later.
"It’s a woman, sir. I... She appears drunk, and she is refusing to leave. She wants to report the issue to the cops," the driver explained.
"Well, let her do what she wants; take us ho," Bryce groaned in annoyance.
"Okay, sir." The driver left the car and returned seconds later, then started it, and before you knew it, we were on our way ho again.
We’re not new to this type of issue; a lot of people endanger their lives by throwing themselves in front of an expensive car, hoping to get so cash out of it. I was never this desperate when I was dirt poor. I wonder why people go to such an extent.
Bryce didn’t pick up his tablet after the incident; he balanced into his seat and started loosening his tie, but he struggled a lot. When I saw how hard he was struggling, I decided to help him, but doing that turned out to be another mistake.
"Let help," I muttered, reaching for his tie. After losing his tie, I attempted to get back to my usual position, but Bryce didn’t let . He flipped onto the car seat and stayed on top of .
"Are you trying to seduce ?" He accused , and my eyes went wide with surprise.
Seduce him? What does he an? I was only trying to help with his tie. I wasn’t seducing him in any way.
"N... No, I wasn’t," I gulped, staring at him, but he didn’t accept my answer; instead, he pinned my hands above my head and leaned closer to my face.
Seeing him so close to and feeling his hot breath fan my face caused my heart to skyrocket, and before I knew it, I was breathing fast. But not out of fear. But out of anticipation. Anticipation of what’s to co, and they did. They ca.
Before I realized it, Bryce was upon ; his lips found the crook of my neck as he gently sucked and nibbled on my delicate skin, while his free hand explored my body. From my thighs, he progressed to my belly button, and then he moved to my breast. His hand cupped my left breast through my dress, fondling and caressing it, while he continued to run his tongue along my neck, jaw, and face.
As for , I lay there and let him do whatever he wanted. This is not my first ti, nor will it be the last.
He could bully one second and jump on the next; he is so shaless, and honestly, so am I. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy any of these. I do. I fucking love it. I love it when they do these things to , when they pay attention to my body, when they caress, cuddle, and leave love bites all over my skin.
I love it when they spread my legs to check my wetness; I love it when they play with my swollen folds after noticing how wet I’d gotten. I love it when they go down on , when they run their tongue all over my pussycat, when they push their tongue into my hole to draw out my excess juice, and even when they fuck with their fat fingers. I love it when they play with my boobs; I love the feelings it gives .
I also love it when they take my hardened nipples into their mouth and suck hard until I’m gasping and twisting under them.
Fuck, I love it when they finally put their monsters into after several foreplay, how they put my pleasure above theirs, and how they position to take in their full length. I love their long and short strokes. I love how they groan into my ears and tell how badly they wanted . How madly in love they were with . How they could kill a thousand just to be with . How they crave to ruin , how badly they want to stay inside of . How they love seeing their cock swell inside . How much they loved cumming into and how in love they get any ti they see shudder beneath them, breathless.
And that is what Bryce is currently doing to ; he has taken off my gown together with my undies. He still has my hands pinned over my head, but he hasn’t stopped molesting my boobs with his tongue.
Bryce has a special love for my massive boobs; he gives special attention to them anyti he is on . He doesn’t let them go unless they beco red and painful.
He is a beast when it cos to that. I don’t mind though; I enjoy the attention, and so do my boobs.
Bryce was still attacking my boobs and didn’t realize that we were ho until the driver made the announcent.
After the announcent, Bryce covered with his clothes and took straight to his room. When we arrived, he placed on his bed, spread my legs, and thrust into with full force. He only stopped fucking when I ran out of breath and was trembling violently beneath him.
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