Say Pretty Please

Katie finds him already tied, shoulders lashed to the chair, legs spread wide. Her fingers slide over hard muscle, trail down to the bulge straining black cotton. She peels the briefs aside and wraps her fist around thick black cock, gives it one slow pump, then a second. Tongue flickers under the head, lips stretch, slide, retreat, leaving it slick and twitching. She steps out of her heels, sets one bare foot on his thigh, presses the other sole along that veined length, works him until the tendons stand out in his neck. When she backs away he’s breathing hard, cock bobbing, nowhere near finished. Next she has him flat on a low bench, wrists and ankles strapped. She climbs on, plants her knees beside his head, lowers until her pussy hovers inches above his mouth. She leans forward, takes him deep again, throat working, one hand gripping the base. She rises, turns, straddles him, dips only the fat crown inside her heat, pulls off, repeats, lets him feel how wet she is but keeps control. Finally she sinks all the way down, rides him hard, hips snapping, ass rippling with every thrust until her body locks and a raw cry tears out of her. He stays bound, still throbbing inside her as she shudders through the last pulse.