So, I was feeling extra freaky, if ya know what I mean. Wearing my shortest skirt and tightest top, I headed to the local dive bar. Johnny was there, as usual, and our eyes met across the room. He grinned, and I knew what time it was.
We snuck out back, and with each step closer to his car, my pussy got wetter. I could barely contain my excitement, ’cause I knew Johnny had a thing for kinky shit.
We hit his place, and he wasted no time. He pushed me up against the wall, his hands all over my body. I could hear his zip go down, and next thing I knew, his meat was in my face. I took that big boy down my throat and tasted his pre-cum.
But the real fun began when we hit the bedroom. He had me bend over and spread my cheeks, and the spanking session that followed left me breathless. My ass was on fire, but the pleasure was unmatched.
Then he went full dom on me. Chained me to the bed and went to town on my soaking snatch. His fingers were like magic, sending shocks of pleasure through my body. I was his little cumdump, and the thought made me even hornier.
He pounded me good, calling me his “slutty teen.” I begged him for more, my voice echoing in the room. He obliged, giving me the deepest fuck of my life.
When we finished, I was a mess. Cum dripping down my legs, and a grin that couldn’t be wiped off my face.