Finally, Cal allows Oriana to ride him, and she makes it wild and determined to come before Simon re-enters the room. What comes is a determined jerk on the dog leash and cold air on my already twitching pussy. “I hope she can lick like Lassie,” she says to the man. If you do come, you will be punished.”
“I understand,” I said as indifferently as possible, and I really did understand. My heart was racing with excitement, and I was looking forward to the game when I turned up at his door in the evening after Simon’s message, as usual. Unfortunately, without the effect that cold water would probably have on me now. My pussy is wet, and the feeling of the cold air mixed with the heat of my desire is a fantastic mixture. When she reaches her ass, she tugs lightly on the punky ponytail and lets the fringes slip through her fingers.
