![]() But when you felt him throb against your tongue your hand returned to his length and you started pumping as you brought the tip of his cock to your face, right against your cheek, and you rubbed until he came on you with a loud groan. You grabbed your breasts and pressed them together as you started playing with your nipples, earning another ‘fuck’ from him. His sweet whimpers encouraged you not to slow down, eager yourself to have him spill himself onto your pretty face. His hands found your hair and you knew he didn’t realize how hard and painful his grip was but you loved it. He took his cock and placed it into your mouth and you closed your lips around him immediately, sucking and licking expertly with a speed he couldn’t handle. You did as he asked, being a good girl for him. You didn’t know if you could help him, in a way that would actually help him. It was like he was begging for you to take control from him, to save him from whatever it was that was making his life so complicated. You could see it on his face, his trembling lips, his panicked eyes, his worried features. And besides, it would be too easy, to have him do whatever you wanted. And although you would love nothing more than to have Steven Grant submit to you, you knew he couldn’t handle it, he couldn’t handle you. You stared them down until they submitted to you. You tried not to glare at him, as you usually did with people. ![]() You had always been kind enough to walk him back to his flat, always been willing to help him gather the groceries he had clumsily dropped to the ground of your shared floor. In fact, every time you had helped him so far had been after you had found him wandering around like a lost puppy having trouble finding his way back home. To him, you were a neighbour he could rely on, although he tried not to bother you too much. ![]()
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