Chapter 4

• Nicholas
• We both knew she lied with the biggest cock face. This woman is here, legs spread, showing how her pretty little pussy is soaked. I smell her and control myself not to unzip my pants, pull my cock and sink into her delicious flesh.
• “You still haven't answered my question,” I remind her and stare at her, seeing as if her breath is still panting.
• - What question? - she pretends to be disillusioned.
• “Whether or not you deserve to receive a punishment from me, Miss wanton.
• 'You are completely mad!' Can I get up? she exclaims, but I pull her arms and lift her body, sitting her on the table and fitting me between her legs.
• — Am I crazy? Yes I am! - I confess and bring my hand to her face, caressing and thus trying to be a good man, not wanting to be a complete asshole.
• “Let go of me, Your Honor, and no one will know,” she says quickly.
• - I can not!
• 'What do you mean you can't?'
• "You have no idea how much I want you..."
• — Do you want me? She asks as if surprised.
• "Yes, and what's the surprise about that?"
• "What would your girlfriend think of that?"
• "If I had a girlfriend...
• 'You don't have anyone then?' she asks, shocked.
• “Now I can say that I have.
• - I did not understand.
• — It's very simple, I have you! I explain, running my hand over her face, feeling the heat emanating from her.
• “I'm sorry, sir, but I think you hit your head.
• "As far as I know, it's all right, isn't it?"
• - Let me go...
• - I can not! — I confess and continue: — You have no idea when I received your email...
• — Sir, the email was wrong, it was not for you! She interrupts me, red.
• "Oh, so if it wasn't for me, then who was it for?" I question, annoyed that I think she could send erotic messages to any man other than me.
• — Uh... It was for my friend! she confesses, blushing.
• - Hmm...
• - Hum what?
• “Nothing, it's just that I never thought you were bisexual,” I confess, looking at her and seeing her surprised face. Soon after, she bursts out laughing, so much that she starts crying.
• "Do you think I like women?" - She turns to question me, still laughing.
• "That's what he implied, now, as you're laughing so hard, I must have been confused."
• “Oh, sure you're confused,” she declares. - Come here, I want to tell you something - my wanton asks and says next to my ear, whispering: - I don't like pussy... I love a nice cock, very thick and tasty. She lets go of it, licks my earlobe and also bites the lobe, making me moan in pleasure.
• "Ah, so you're really a wanton..."
• “Oh yeah, I'm a slut like that, who loves to watch porn and use a dildo in her pussy.
• It was just that I didn't lay her down on the table, opened her up again and attacked her little pussy with my cock. And I thank God for putting such a woman in my life.
• "Keep going..." I ask, excited and running his hand down my pants, adjusting my dick, dying to explode.
• — Are you enjoying it? She teases me, so I take her hand and lead it to my cock, making me feel like she is because of her.
• “He's really hard…” she whispers.
• “Too hard, crazy to get to know your little pussy and go deep inside her. I answer and feel her hands going straight to my pants. Dominique unzips and pulls my cock out. I moan again, only now in relief.
• "And then, since we're confessing our very intimate secrets..."
• "What do you want to know, my wanton miss?" I ask curiously.
• "Oh, I want to know what it's like to taste you..."
• "Don't be so..." I answer quickly and take my dick to her mouth, but before I can put it inside, my wanton says:
• "Um... How must he taste?" - She runs her tongue over it and says: - Delicious popsicle...
• “Go on…” I beg, groaning.
• — Move back a little… — my wanton asks, very seductively, and I obey.
• "As you wish, my wanton!" I walk away and help her down from the table. She comes close and takes my hand to my cock and caresses it, and with the other hand, she pulls my face and whispers:
• “I am your wanton, and you are my perverted judge! - she declares, smiling, and without waiting, kisses me very lightly, lets go of my cock and leaves me.
• "Where do you think you're going, miss wanton?" I question when I see her heading for the door.
• “I'm going to hit my point back from lunch, you perverted judge! she says, all attractive.
• - Come back here! — I order.
• "Nobody bosses me around, Your Honor!" She teases and winks at me.
• "Of course I'm in charge, you're mine, and I'm yours!" — I declare, I notice that she is surprised and continue: — And you're going to leave me like this? I point to my erection.
• — Oh, yes I will! she says teasingly, licking her delicious mouth.
• "Oh, wanton, you're going to pay me dearly!" I threaten her, and she smiles seductively, leaving me with my cock out, dying to fuck Dominique.