You mince into our bar dressed in sheer black stockings, ‘come fuck me’ red stilettos, painted like a woman on heat; you let us buy you drinks.
What did you think you were coming back to our apartment for?
A lingerie show?
Now just open up and do your bit!
If you’re really good we might take the handcuffs off in the morning and let you go home.
It’s OK, sweetie, you don’t have to suck Jake’s cock if you don’t want to. But give it some thought. I’ll be back in a few hours to see how you feel about it then.
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panties pulled down - might it be time for mounting???