The VIRGIN STRIPPER

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🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 normally I don't have warnings for spice but I decided to do your eyes a little favor and put this warning on here since you'll be diving right into the spice....🦋❤🦋❤🦋❤🦋❤❤🦋❤🦋🦋

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***** Dave Morgan *****
I watched as Lisa went down on her knees and opened my trousers, palming me through my briefs and raising her eyes with a mischievous grin when I gasped.

"Why do I not get to punish you?" I asked as I tried to take my mind off the fact that she was playing with the band of my briefs as she bit on her bottom lip.

With a shrug to her shoulders, she stood back up and towered over me before quickly undoing my shirt and turning to face her back toward me as she fumbled with something in the front.

My throat dried up when she turned back to me and I closed my eyes, groaning at the sensation coursing through me when her hardened nipples stared at me as she purposely let them hang off her blouse.

"Lisaa..." I groaned and closed my eyes, swallowing thickly as I heard her steps near me.

Calming my breathe,  I watched with a little smile as she gulped when she slipped my briefs down to my ankles. The chuckle that followed her reaction only adding more reddening to her cheeks which made my length grow at her adorable yet exciting expression.

"Do you want to go back on that punishment?" I asked smugly, earning me a huff and a mumbled "maybe" before she went down on her knees between my legs and started to stroke me up and down.

My breathe hitched and I tried my very best to keep my sanity as she slowly continued to palm and stroke my length.

After a moment of rhythmic strokes, I began to settle in her touch only to feel her warm breathe engulf my balls making me tense as I watched her suck them into her mouth, eyes tightly closed.

"Fuck!" I hissed when she tightly sucked them in and opened her eyes to look at me through her lashes, her hand still stroking my now pulsing length.

She shifted slightly, hand and mouth still driving me insane, and hiked up her skirt. I watched with narrowed eyes as she slid her hand between her thighs and further, the suction at my balls becoming sloppy as she worked on what I assumed to be her bundle of nerves and groaning in between my legs.

Every action, every little thing that she did seemed to be driving me over the edge and all I wanted to do was fill her and smack her ass so hard she would think twice before teasing me like this.

Hell, I'd choke and fuck her into oblivion at this very moment if she just let me free from the belt wound around my wrists.

"Let my hands free," I whispered as I felt my knees go weak with all the sensations dancing through me.

Her eyes rose to mine and she tried to smile through the sloppy suction job she had going on in my balls and shook her head slightly before she groaned and closed her eyes, her mouth moving from my balls to my length and replacing her stroking hand.

"Lord!" I cried loudly and closed my eyes, throwing my head backwards and throwing my hips forward, thrusting myself deeper into her mouth.

I heard her gag and I relented slightly, pulling on an inch away and urging her to bob her head back and forth by moving myself in and out of her my mouth.

When she caught on to the rhythm, I sank back into the chair and closed my eyes, hissing and groaning when she ran her tongue along my shaft with such expertise I was surprised how I was able to last long enough to practically beg her to let my hands free so that I could fuck her like she deserved.