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more than black panties to
get me going,” he whispered.
    “Oh?”
I said leisurely and lowered myself backwards arching my back over his knees so
my body was outstretched in front of him. It took a lot of stretching and yoga
to do this and he was acting like it was no big deal. My breasts strained
against my bra threatening to pop out. I heard him suck in air making me smile.
I finally got some form of reaction from him. I sat back up and grinned as I
ground into him.
    He
was doing well at keeping a straight face. “Nicely done but not enough,” he
said still smiling.
    I
decided to up the ante. I unclasped my bra and tossed it aside and let my
breasts fall free. His eyes went to them then back to my face. “Well your
opinion, I am sure you have one?” I whispered as I ground against him. I felt
the first signs of an erection. I smiled and leaned back again allowing my
breasts to jut out for him to admire.
    “They
are adequate.” His voice was just a whisper. His eyes were wide and I was giddy
that I was getting the upper hand.
    I
sighed and stood in front of him. I had the upper hand, but I would lose it if
I didn’t up the ante even more. His eyes remained on my breasts. “Tell me Quinn
how do you like a woman’s pussy?” I asked playfully.
    His
eyes shot to mine and he looked startled. He opened his mouth then smiled.
“Shaved, completely shaved,” he whispered.
    “Well
I suppose it is your lucky day,” I whispered and pulled the string and the
panties fell to the floor leaving me in just my boots and garter. I didn’t know
why I was pushing the limit. Something about him made me crazy. He made me want
him to touch me.
    His
eyes went directly to my pussy then back to my face. I could see the tension in
his jaw. I slowly moved toward him. “You can beg for mercy before I proceed
Quinn,” I said as I continued to move my hips to the beat of the music.
    He
grinned wickedly. “I will not beg for anything,” he said amused. He had a full
erection now and I smiled. I turned away from him so he could get a full view
of my backside. I slowly bent over in front of him as if I was retrieving
something in a sexy way and I heard him gasp again. I don’t know what got into
me but I was enjoying this.  His eyes were devouring me and he made me
feel so sexy. My thighs were damp and I wanted to go further.
    I
slowly straightened and sat back in his lap facing forward. I leaned back
against his chest and arched my back so my breasts jutted out as ground my ass
into him earning me a groan. I stood up when he was good and bothered and I
went behind him. “Done already Miss Blake?” he asked breathlessly.
    “Not
even close,” I whispered behind him. I used the back of the chair and did a
move I perfected. I did a hand stand on the back of the chair.
    “Jesus
Christ,” he whispered.
    I
slowly lowered my body over him, I could feel his hot breath on my pussy as I
slowly slid down his face. My body didn’t touch him, but I was close enough for
him to feel the heat of my skin. His breath came in quick pant over my belly
then my breasts. I slid down his chest until I was eye to eye with him. I was
close just hovering above his lips. He was completely intoxicated and I gave
myself a mental pat on the back. “Ready to beg yet?” I asked amused.
    He
watched me his blue eyes burning with need. “I want to taste your pussy,” he
whispered.
    I
giggled and threw my head back as I ran my hands over my breasts. “I don’t hear
you begging,” I teased and looked at him. He was gripping the chair arms and
his jaw set. He looked annoyed and I wasn’t sure if I had crossed a line, but I
was going to push it further. I was turned on and so was he, now it was a battle
of who would give in first.
    “Quinn,
I am getting awful bothered I really wish you would get it over with and beg
me,” I whispered in the best southern accent I could manage. I pushed forward
so the only thing between his hard cock and my pussy was the cloth