I stormed into the apartment after work, only to find him sprawled on the sofa with that cocky smirk. "Haven't showered in two days," he declared, voice low and commanding. "Get over here and clean my asshole with your tongue—now."
"Force me? Cute try, but I'm no one's toy," I fired back, stepping closer with a wicked grin. "If you want filthy games, let's see if that hard cock of yours can keep up with my rules."
The air thickened with tension as witty barbs flew—him pushing, me matching every thrust of words until I shoved him back and dropped to my knees. His cock sprang free, already hard, and I delivered a sloppy blowjob that had him groaning while my own pussy grew wet and dripping.
"Horny little thing, aren't you?" he panted, but I was in charge now, flipping the script as I turned him over. The unwashed ass awaited, and I licked it clean with bold strokes, the filth only fueling my fire as sweat beaded on our skin.
He pulled me up, thrusting his hard cock into my dripping pussy while I rode him fiercely, my ass grinding down with every powerful stroke. We were both panting, bodies slick with sweat, the room echoing with moans and sharp retorts.
"Take it all," I taunted, clenching around him until he came hard, cum flooding my pussy as I climaxed right after. We collapsed in a heap of satisfied heat.
Yet as his fingers traced my thigh, promising dirtier chapters ahead, I knew this was merely our opening act.
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