Tell Cheryl you'd love for her to dominate you

From Create Your Own Story

"I don't mind being dominated by someone as sexy as you," you tell her.

Cheryl gives you a lusty grin. "I do like when my body is appreciated." She pushes you down so you're lying flat on your back and plants her dripping box on your face. "So start appreciating it."

You collect the juices already leaking onto her legs with your tongue before sliding inside her. She lets out a moan as you lick along her labia. Her hand wraps around your stiff rod and she begins stroking. You slip inside her to drink straight from the source, and her legs lock around your head.

Cheryl's lips touch the tip of your pecker, then you feel her sliding her mouth downwards. Her fingers gently tease your swollen balls. You lose yourself in her as she shudders with pleasure. Suddenly, she lifts herself off your face.

"You're ready," she husks, impaling herself on your pole. "I'm going to use you, toy-boy. I'm going to ride you and not stop until I've drained every drop of your cum." She gives you a smile. "I had my tubes tied a year ago, so don't worry. Now just lie back and enjoy."

Cheryl suits her actions to her words. She pistons herself up and down with the speed of a cheetah. Her entire body seems to take on a feline shape as she wraps her arms around you, pressing her massive chest into your face. You suckle on a nipple as several orgasms rack her body. She runs her hands up and down your back and you're certain she's drawing blood as she claws at your skin. Her legs lock in place around your hips with the strength of a wild bull. You feel your climax approaching as she uses her internal muscles to milk your cock with every thrust.

Cheryl senses you're close. "Fill me up, toy," she purrs. You fire jet after jet of cum into her superheated box. When you finally finish, you're more tired than you've ever been in your life. You lie on the bed, unable to summon the energy to move or speak.

Cheryl slides off you. "It's only 10:00," she giggles. "We still have a whole day before us." Her arms pull you close and your head ends up resting against her breasts. "I think I wore you out."

Wordlessly, you nod. Her breasts are very comfortable...

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