Becky’s Slave – Chapter four

and he wrote another one so I would be motivated..


I was having a dream in which I was in a secluded cabin in the woods, falling snow hushing all but the sound of a woman slowly slurping on my erection. It wasn’t just any woman though, it was Becky. We were in the middle of nowhere with nothing else to do but each other and then I slowly woke up to Becky’s lips wrapped around the base of my cock with the tip of it in her throat and her hand gently caressing my balls.

When I moaned, she looked up at me with her lust filled eyes with my cock still buried in her throat. Her eyes smiled at me as I grasped a hand full of her hair and pulled her tighter and shoved my cock deeper. Then I pulled her off my cock and strands of saliva and precum strung like spider webs between her lips…

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