“What the… Look, lady-”
I stepped right into him, tore the cloth away from his face, threw my arms around him, and shoved my tongue down his throat. I pushed my whole body against him, rubbing on him like a cat in heat.
He stumbled backward, put his hands against my shoulders trying to push me off but I would not be denied again! I grabbed one of his hands and shoved it against my bosom. His struggles lessened noticeably once he had a handful of my large breasts. The rough fabric of his gloved hand scraped against my skin as he squeezed and kneaded.
Its roughness drove me wild.
He fully returned my embrace, his fingers twirled around my hard nipples as we kissed. He nibbled at my ears and down my neck, finally burying his face between my tits.
“That’s it, Francine, just do as he says!” We could barely hear Stan’s voice through the closed door.
The robber pulled away at the sound, looking terrified.
I dropped down on my knees, quickly scooted up against him by grabbing his leg, unzipped his pants, and pulled his hardening cock out through his boxers.
I knew he wanted me, even if he didn’t want to admit it.
I stroked his shaft and circled the head with my tongue, making a show of licking off the long, glistening strands of precum.
“Stop, I’m just supposed to-“, I shook my head at him and gulped down the entire seven inches of his rod, gripping his ass cheeks as I wiggled my tongue against the shaft.
That shut him up in a hurry.
Leave a Comment