love to say something real fucking witty right now about the eagerness with which Ms. Ashley Banks is sucking my cock, but I can't. I've got nothing.
I'm sorry. Deal with it. Pretend I just said something amazing.
Also, fuck this phone. I toss it onto my desk, no fucks given, and rip off the blankets so I can stare at the perfect fucking lips currently wrapped around my cock. Ashley gives me this guilty, sexy as fuck look, eyes wide like I just caught her in the act. Oh, you're caught in the act, Princess. Guilty as charged, and you're going to pay for your crimes.
"Excuse me," I say to her. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Excuse me," she says, pulling her lips off of my cock with enough suction to make an audible pop sound. "When are you going to tell me when you have to go to your classes?"
"Are you fucking sassing me?" I ask her. If she's going to sass me, I'll sass her right the fuck back.
"I'm trying to give you a blowjob, but you're not giving me a lot of options here!" she says, going right back to sassing. "If you have to go to class, then I'm going to have to stop, so I need to..."
"Oh, no. You're not fucking stopping now, Princess. You started this, and you're going to finish it."
Ashley glares at me. She wrinkles her nose and gives me the dirtiest look. It's kind of cute as fuck, and the fact that her lips are inches away from my cock while she's doing this isn't helping. I never thought I'd want to be glared at while getting a blowjob before, but Ashley's making a serious case for it right now.
"While you're down there, can you do that popping thing again?" I ask her.
"What?" she asks. "This?"
She puts my cock back in her mouth and bobs halfway down. She sucks hard, lips pressing tight against my shaft, and then she inches her way back up. A little at a time, a little more, and when she gets to the head...
POP.
My cock twitches hard. I stare at her, because this is basically amazing. The best and the worst part about all of this is she looks so fucking pleased with herself. It's almost like she's gloating about the power she has over me. Oh, if you only fucking knew, Princess. You do things to me. You make me want to write you a love letter, that's how serious this is.
Speaking of, uh... yeah, I need to work on finishing that before I show her. Soon, though. I'll try to do it during class today. Maybe. I feel like that's sort of ruining the point of going to class, because I should be paying attention in class if I go to class, but I'll figure it out.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but..."
And she just stops. She stops sucking my cock. She's not even between my legs anymore. I lay there in bed, naked, pajama pants somewhere. Actually, where the fuck are those? I know I went to bed with them on, but I have no idea. I see them laying in the middle of my room, probably just thrown over there. Ashley's shirt and pajama pants are somewhere over there, too.
She dances and skips around my room, naked, shaking her ass at me while she heads to my desk. She takes my phone, checks the time, then grabs my class schedule by my laptop and compares notes or something.
"You have one hour," she says, nodding to herself. The way she says it sounds both informative and authoritative. Class schedules and being on time are important for Little Miss Perfect over here.
You know what else is important? I've kind of got an erection that needs dealing with. What the fuck, Ashley? She's totally dropping the ball on that one.
Before she turns back around, I sit up and smack her ass. It's loud and nice and satisfying as fuck. It's the most beautiful fucking smack sound, and it echoes through my room. Some people probably think angels singing in heaven sounds like a church choir or something, but I think it'd sound like this, because the sound of me smacking Ashley's ass is definitely heavenly.
She's got a sexy as fuck light red mark on one of her cheeks now. It's fading fast, but I drink it in while I can.
I'm sorry. Deal with it. Pretend I just said something amazing.
Also, fuck this phone. I toss it onto my desk, no fucks given, and rip off the blankets so I can stare at the perfect fucking lips currently wrapped around my cock. Ashley gives me this guilty, sexy as fuck look, eyes wide like I just caught her in the act. Oh, you're caught in the act, Princess. Guilty as charged, and you're going to pay for your crimes.
"Excuse me," I say to her. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Excuse me," she says, pulling her lips off of my cock with enough suction to make an audible pop sound. "When are you going to tell me when you have to go to your classes?"
"Are you fucking sassing me?" I ask her. If she's going to sass me, I'll sass her right the fuck back.
"I'm trying to give you a blowjob, but you're not giving me a lot of options here!" she says, going right back to sassing. "If you have to go to class, then I'm going to have to stop, so I need to..."
"Oh, no. You're not fucking stopping now, Princess. You started this, and you're going to finish it."
Ashley glares at me. She wrinkles her nose and gives me the dirtiest look. It's kind of cute as fuck, and the fact that her lips are inches away from my cock while she's doing this isn't helping. I never thought I'd want to be glared at while getting a blowjob before, but Ashley's making a serious case for it right now.
"While you're down there, can you do that popping thing again?" I ask her.
"What?" she asks. "This?"
She puts my cock back in her mouth and bobs halfway down. She sucks hard, lips pressing tight against my shaft, and then she inches her way back up. A little at a time, a little more, and when she gets to the head...
POP.
My cock twitches hard. I stare at her, because this is basically amazing. The best and the worst part about all of this is she looks so fucking pleased with herself. It's almost like she's gloating about the power she has over me. Oh, if you only fucking knew, Princess. You do things to me. You make me want to write you a love letter, that's how serious this is.
Speaking of, uh... yeah, I need to work on finishing that before I show her. Soon, though. I'll try to do it during class today. Maybe. I feel like that's sort of ruining the point of going to class, because I should be paying attention in class if I go to class, but I'll figure it out.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but..."
And she just stops. She stops sucking my cock. She's not even between my legs anymore. I lay there in bed, naked, pajama pants somewhere. Actually, where the fuck are those? I know I went to bed with them on, but I have no idea. I see them laying in the middle of my room, probably just thrown over there. Ashley's shirt and pajama pants are somewhere over there, too.
She dances and skips around my room, naked, shaking her ass at me while she heads to my desk. She takes my phone, checks the time, then grabs my class schedule by my laptop and compares notes or something.
"You have one hour," she says, nodding to herself. The way she says it sounds both informative and authoritative. Class schedules and being on time are important for Little Miss Perfect over here.
You know what else is important? I've kind of got an erection that needs dealing with. What the fuck, Ashley? She's totally dropping the ball on that one.
Before she turns back around, I sit up and smack her ass. It's loud and nice and satisfying as fuck. It's the most beautiful fucking smack sound, and it echoes through my room. Some people probably think angels singing in heaven sounds like a church choir or something, but I think it'd sound like this, because the sound of me smacking Ashley's ass is definitely heavenly.
She's got a sexy as fuck light red mark on one of her cheeks now. It's fading fast, but I drink it in while I can.
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