Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
As a result, I begin to sway in place as if listening to the beat of a song in my head. My hands run over my body, still fully clothed, and I turn in circles to entertain the two men, shimmying my hips while looking coyly over one shoulder.
Anthony’s now seated on a couch nearby and he’s practically sniggering with glee while rubbing his hands together. Lame. Meanwhile, his father is seated behind that massive desk still, his dark form imposing as those blue eyes glint.
Well, I might as well get into it and give them a show to remember. Smiling secretively, I sway my hips before undoing the tie-belt of my wraparound dress and slowly, the black fabric parts to reveal my curves underneath. The material slides from my shoulders, puddling at my feet, and I step aside, so as not to trip.
“That’s right,” Anthony hisses from his position. “Show us what you’ve got, baby girl. They pay you the big bucks for a reason.”
Ignoring him, I smile coyly at Roman while toying with my bra straps. In one swift move, I unbuckle the clasp in back, cupping the lace to my breasts before letting it fall, and that’s when I hear a low growl. Oh wow, the older man’s really turned on, judging from the harsh streaks across those high cheekbones. Giggling, I bounce my big Double D’s at him, the creamy flesh huge and luscious. Then, I tug each of my nipples in turn, being sure to use a special corkscrew motion that emphasizes the stiff points and jiggling white flesh.
“Fuck,” the older Genovese breathes, his blue eyes fixed on my rose red tips. “That’s it, baby. Show me everything.”
I know what he wants and with a sly giggle, I turn before spreading my legs in a wide vee. The high heels lift my butt in the air, but then I bend over, running my hands down my thighs to my sleek calves before stroking back up again.
“There’s a wet patch on her panties,” Anthony whispers loudly to his dad. “She’s creaming already. Take it off, baby,” he calls. “Show us everything.”
Rolling my eyes where he can’t see, I nonetheless do as instructed. Slowly, I reach in back of myself where the g-string’s buried dirtily between my big white mounds. Then, I pluck the thong out of my ass and strap it over one huge buttock, revealing my dripping slit and tightly-puckered pleats.
“You like this, big boy?” I ask, reaching backwards to pull one cheek aside so that both of my holes are very visible. “This is all for you,” I coo while winking my asshole at the men.
Roman lets out a low growl, and I can see how tense his big body is. But I’m not stopping here. Instead, my audience is in for a treat tonight, and with a giggle, I straighten before prancing over to the table with the candlesticks.
I pick one up, pretending to look surprised at its length and girth.
“Oooh, this is going to feel good,” I coo. Then, I hoist one foot up onto a nearby chair, exposing my slit for the men to see. Slowly, I push the candlestick into my mouth, getting it lubed up, before pointing it at my tiny hole and beginning the insertion.
“Mmm,” I moan, throwing my head back as my eyes flutter shut. “That feels soooo good.”
“Holy shit,” Anthony mutters under his breath. “What a dirty slut.”
I shoot him a smile because dirty slut is right. I’ve always loved doing the unexpected, and the nastier the better. I moan melodiously again as the candlestick disappears into my pussy inch by inch. It feels amazing and my womanhood gushes hotly, covering my palm with fluid as nectar drips down my thighs. Finally, after a few minutes, the entire ten inch cylinder is embedded in my pussy and I pull my nether lips apart, showing the men only a glint of metal now.
“See?” I simper. “It fits inside.”
Roman lets out a low growl, his eyes glued to my pretty pink snatch.
“Goddamn,” he says in a throaty voice. “I had no idea this was even possible.”
But I merely smile prettily before picking up the second candlestick.
“Oh, you ain’t seen nothing yet,” I coo. “Watch this, big boy.”
This time, I move backwards before bending over, my pussy and asshole on display. Then, I lick the candlestick a few times before sucking wetly at its head, getting it good and lubed. This time, of course, I turn to position the cylinder at my backdoor.
“You think I can do it?” I ask sweetly, my breasts pink-tipped as they dangle. “After all, I’m already stuffed full in my cunt, so you think I can fit this in my asshole at the same time?”
Roman answers immediately.
“I know you can, baby girl,” he rasps. “Do it. Show us.”