Finally, you slipped up. In a moment of anger over something trivial, you exclaimed “Fuck my whole life!”.
Your fists balled up and you felt yourself no longer standing on the countertop you were on previously. You were now on Sophie’s palm.
Your fists balled up and you felt yourself no longer standing on the countertop you were on previously. You were now on Sophie’s palm.
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You stammer, trying to explain that you didn’t mean to, but another part of you didn’t want to defend yourself.
“That’s alright cutie, but we do need to do something about that mouth of yours. What was it you said? ‘Fuck my life’?”
“I can certainly try~”
The smell was powerful as was its heat as you stumbled backwards in her palm, much to her amusement.
Your eyes widened in surprise as she slowly began to slide her cock in the opening she made in your body, slowly feeding her tip into you.