Daniella Makes Mr. Piggy Pay Up For A Taste

Tease and denial

I guess all of the tease and denial play finally broke him. My pathetic little office pet, the one who’s been funding my silk blouses and diamond anklets while his wife clips coupons at home. He cornered me today, sweating through his cheap suit, and begged to risk it all.

“Please, Goddess,” he whimpered, his voice cracking like the weak man he is, “let me taste your pussy. I’ll pay anything!”

The audacity made my cunt throb. This married loser, ready to torch his entire vanilla existence just to breathe in my cunt’s scent. So I’m going to let him.

I picked the filthiest motel. He’ll be on his knees, naked and trembling, while I stand over him deciding if he’s even worthy. Then I’ll grip his hair and ride that desperate face until my thighs suffocate him. I’ll grind my slick cunt all over his mouth, using his tongue like my personal toy, moaning while he drowns in me.

He’ll lap up every drop of my cum like the pathetic wallet he is. And when I’m done? I’ll leave him there, sticky and ruined, alone with the reality that he just destroyed his marriage for a taste of a Goddess he’ll never, ever have.

Worth it. For me, anyway. ☺️

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