Thoughts of that night still make my heart race. The way he’d grab my hair, pulling just enough to make me gasp, as he guided my mouth onto his friends’ cocks. It was like he was jerking them off with my lips, my tongue. I was just a tool for their pleasure, and I fucking loved it. The power he had over me, the way he could make me do anything, was intoxicating. And his friends, they’d groan and thrust, using my mouth like it was their personal fuck toy. I’d look up at him, my eyes watering, and he’d just smirk, knowing he owned me completely.
Bedroom Power Play
The bedroom was our stage, the white sheets our backdrop. He’d position me just right, on my knees, my bare chest heaving with anticipation. His jeans were the only thing between us, a barrier that made the moment even more intense. I’d reach out, unbuttoning them, feeling his cock spring free, hard and ready. Then, he’d grab my hair, pulling me closer, closer to his friends who were waiting, their cocks already out, ready for my mouth. It was a dance of dominance, a ballet of submission, and I was the star performer. But it wasn’t just about the physical act. It was about the control, the way he could make me do anything, make me want anything. I was his hotwife, his toy, and he used me like one. And I loved every fucking second of it. The way he’d grab my hair, the way his friends would thrust into my mouth, it was all part of the game. A game where I was the pawn, and he was the king. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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