Master Kenway had instructed me to teach Shay self control and provide emotional support when needed. “I’m sure you will be creative about it. I cannot spare any time for him, so if you will please.” He sent me off as he nursed his hot tea. It was obvious he was taking advantage of the blatant flirting that had been occurring between Shay and I, as well as factoring in my previous occupation. I smiled a bit. I’d been wanting to celebrate Shay’s birthday since I learned it a few years back. So when we ended up on his bed with me straddling his lap, my teeth worrying over his nipple and my pussy rubbing against his leaking, red cock, I understood what the other women meant by sleeping with someone who returned your desires.
He was hissing and rocking his hips up, and for every thrust, I tightened the small belt at the base of his cock another notch. Shay cried out when I switched nipples, and began pinching the wet one. He was a sight to see, hands tied up above his head and his teeth breaking the skin of his bottom lip. Taking a little mercy on him, I rolled my hips and pushed his cock into my soaking pussy, undoing the belt on his cock. I groaned around his nipple and bit down until I tasted his blood. He tossed his head to the side and screamed into the pillow as he came, hot seed filling me up and making me orgasm along with him. Legs shaking, I released his hands and kissed his mirthful mouth. “Happy Birthday to me then?” I grinned. It sure is.
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