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Your tongue sweeps outward into the air, time after time and then finally you look at me with a pathetic little pout. You want it. I want to see you get it.... so why are you restrained baby? What's stopping me from giving this to you. You look back at that little slut and her eyes are closed, lips open and she's just fucking cooing like a little slut in anticipation. The pressure at your neck is constant and even, reminding you that you just can't have it until I release you into her.
Her eyes open and she pleads with a look into your deep brown eyes and I whisper. “Look at her kitten, she wants it every bit as bad as you do. Maybe even worse. She's begging for it. Look at her.” Her hand slips down between her legs gently and she gives her pussy a light rub to help let the steam of her lust escape just a little and gives a disapointed little whine as she looks up at me with you.
And there I have it. You both looking up at me with those painted whore eyes, needing me to give the word, waiting for me to allow this.
And your lips open slowly and you run your tongue across your lips once in a smooth wet dirty sweep, moistening them and putting on a little show for the word you're going to say.....
“please?”
I just fucking stop and breathe in sharply. My eyes smoke over with an insane lust. My heated look the only thing betraying my control as I stand steady. Now you know I want it too as your hands softly slip over her ass and pull her into you. Her breasts press against yours deeply. Your soft pillowy tits rubbing against hers as your eyes slowly turn from me with a whore's knowledge that she's worked her man right. Your mouth opens. Her mouth opens. Tongue lightly flick out to each other and....
There. Right fucking there. Your freshly painted lips touch as your eyes look over to mine to make sure I am getting a good eyeful of your dirty little act. Her tongue wetly lashes out of her lips at yours. Slow, slutty tongue fencing as you two start to give into the passion that only this act has. You couldn't kiss another man like this. What would be the point? It's the sheer wanton act of kissing a girl you ache for some nights. Her wet little feminine kisses matching yours as your lipstick smears lightly on hers making a slightly tacky and sticky feel. Lips lightly stuck together in the fresh red paint as she lets out a needy coo and pushes her tongue hotly, wetly, into your eager little slut mouth. You respond with your eyes closed and giving those pathetic little whines of a whore indulging so sweetly in this luscious little taboo for me. It has to be right in front of your man, that's half the pleasure of it for you. The other half?..... oh god listen to that little slut slurp her kisses for effect just like you love it.
Her hand travels slowly from your satin pantied ass lightly up the small of your back as I stroke your hair. Praising you for doing this so fucking right for your man. This delicate, slow, deliberate show of whorish pleasure as she reaches down beside her and pulls up your favorite pair of black panties and starts caressing your exposed skin with them. Her lips not leaving yours for any longer than it takes for her to breathe a moment, then deeply falling into you and kissing with a deep need.
And you match that little heat of that slut, don't you, Kitten? Of course you do. You've been aching for this since you started floating the idea to me in dirty whispers designed to gague my reaction. You've been testing the waters with me. Would I accept it? Would I allow you this? Would I really let you play with that slut or was it just pillow talk you could use to make my cock throb in one of your wicked little games?
And would I really know what to do with my horny little fuckslut and her toy whore?
Of course I would.
I walk over the the chair across from your bed and settle in for a moment to watch.