Zarina straddled Justin's face, her curvy hips pinning him to the silk sheets as her strong thighs flexed with control. "Listen close, my skinny billionaire," she purred, voice sharp and teasing, "you wanted the full story of how we got here? Then jerk that small, loose penis while you slurp—don't you dare stop." Justin's tongue worked obediently at her dripping pussy, already wet from the night's earlier games, as she began narrating their twisted path. "Remember when I was horny all the time, unsatisfied with your weak cock? I told you straight: 'Justin, your fingers and toys leave me panting for real stretching, maybe even breeding—convince me otherwise or watch me find it.'" She rocked forward, dripping a mix of cum and pee onto his eager mouth, adoring how he gulped it all down without complaint. "You submitted so sweetly, licking my pussy in every pose while I slapped you and called you my toy—'Humiliate him, use him,' I'd laugh, but it brought us closer, didn't it?" Her dialogue turned witty as she instructed, "Stroke faster now, love; imagine the doctor's hard BBC bulging while I got wetter than ever, inviting him home with you hidden in the closet. 'He's gone,' I lied, and we fucked all night—I came so loud you jerked in secret." Panting herself from the memory, Zarina continued, "You admitted you liked it, so I made you join: threesome time, my ass grinding as I rode his cock and made you lick my clit—'Slurp it, cuck, while I abuse you dirty.' You sweated and came just watching, and soon I conceived, our secret blooming into me taking multiple bulls." Justin's small penis twitched under her command, the room thick with their shared heat. "That's our spark, always was—now slurp deeper, you horny thing." She climaxed with a wicked grin, flooding him anew. "But darling, the next bull arrives tomorrow, and this time you'll beg to watch from the start."
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