Man Pleaser

Charles Dera's bike dies miles from anywhere. He spots a new face behind bars—Paisley Porter, wrists locked, blond hair falling over her tits. She begs to be free. He says yes, on one condition: he gets to use her first. She agrees before he even turns the key. She drops to her knees and presses her mouth to the bars, tongue out for his cock. Charles feeds it to her. She takes it fast, gagging on purpose, drool running down her chin, eyes locked on his. The harder he pushes, the wetter she gets. He uncuffs her and drives her back. Inside, she’s stripped, wrists and ankles spread on the bed. He licks her shaved pussy until her thighs shake, then presses the Hitachi to her clit and fingers her deep. She comes loud and messy. Charles flips her onto all fours, fits a gag, and works her with his hand, the flogger, and his cock—pussy, mouth, back again. Red stripes bloom on her ass while he pounds her. Later she’s flat on her back, legs open again. He rolls a pinwheel over her nipples and cunt, then slams back inside until he pulls out and paints her stomach.