Her naughty costume - Chapter 18

He groaned with pleasure, thrusting his hips forward as he like, fucked my face. I took every inch of him, moaning around his cock like a dirty little bimbo. I loved being used like this, loved how he took control and made me like, submit to his every whim. It turned me on so fucking much, it made me want to like, do anything to get him off. I looked up at him, my big blue eyes pleading for more.

"Please, sir," I said, my voice muffled around his cock. "Please, fuck me. I want to like, feel your cock inside me so fucking bad."

He didn't need any more convincing. He pulled out of my mouth with a wet pop and spun like, me around on the stage. I could hear the crowd going wild as he like, slapped my ass and whispered filthy things in my ear.

"You're mine now, bimbo," he growled. "I'm going to fuck you so hard that you'll forget your own name."

I moaned as he like, pushed me forward, my hands bracing themselves against the stage. I felt his cock like, probing my wet folds, teasing my entrance as he like, slowly slid inside me. It felt so fucking good, like, a jackhammer pounding its way through my like, cock-starved cunt. Each thrust of his cock made me gasp and moan with pleasure, my wetness increased tenfold as he like, mercilessly embraced my pussy.

He swore under his breath, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he like, buried his cock deep within me. I could feel him balls slapping against my like, ass, the sensation was like, pure heaven. He was like, pounding at me, his body slamming into mine, making me arch my back to be able to feel every inch of him. I like, squealed in delight as I like, wrapped my arms around his neck, holding onto him for dear life as he like, hit me again and again with his cock.

My breasts were like, jiggling, each slam of his body like, flipping me around on the stage.

"Goddamn, you're so fucking tight," he grunted, like, halfway through like, losing his perspective of reality.