Free I Never Said I Was a Good Girl by Elle Welch

collecting the drops of pre-cum leaking out of me, All the while stroking me slowly but firmly. I get lost in the fantasy that this is Brazille sucking me off. I always imagined it would feel like this or even better. Brazille would never give me head though, and now that I know some things I understand why. I feel my balls tighten as I start to cum and I watch Brazille, my mistake, Chyna suck little Z like he is her best friend. I begin to shiver and Chyna drinks every bit of my cum as it shoots out of the tip and down the back of her throat. I fall back on the couch as she jerks the last bit of cum from my muscle as it softens.
    Chyna strips out of her clothes and quickly mounts me like a horse. I have to think quickly because I needed to use my dick as leverage. I tell Chyna that I always fantasized about seeing her masturbate. So I guide her hand down to her crotch and begin to plant soft kisses on her neck and then I use my tongue to make a trail down to her breasts, telling her to make herself cum for me. I use my tongue to play with her nipples as she begins to rub her pussy. She begins to finger herself and this causes her to gyrate her hips and moan. I grab both her breasts and suck on both of her nipples at the same time then I slap her on the ass. She screams with pleasure and fingers herself with her right hand and plays with her clit with her left hand until she comes all over herself.
    I make some excuses about how bad I want her but I have to go. I see the disappointment and lust in her eyes as I straighten my clothes. I tell her to keep her pussy ready for me and when she says “Yes Daddy, I will,” I know I have her right where I want her. I walk out without looking back.

Chapter 12: Brazille
    Saturday made a month since my salon opened and this is the first Monday that I was able to basically free style my day. I had planned for Mondays to be the day that I didn’t have any appointments and could go to the shop for a few hours to take care of ordering supplies and reading the earning reports, things of that nature. I have also entered several Nail Pro competitions: the 3d nail art, extreme stiletto and the hand painted categories. But, with how busy we’ve been and accepting shipments up until Friday, I had been at the salon doing nails like all my other techs.
    It had been about a month as well since Omari and I had that wonderful dinner at Bone’s and he feasted on my pussy for dessert. My body still tingles at the thought of how his tongue felt on my clit and how his lips French kissed my womanhood. I moan to myself as I get horny from the memory.
    He had taken on a lot of new clients so his schedule has been crazy as well and I wasn’t going to complain because first I was still about my money. So since he is paying me twenty five thousand a month, I want to make sure he can afford it and second I had not officially been made his girl so I kept some distance between us.
    Now don’t get it twisted, we still saw each other and snuck in a quick kiss or copped a feel here and there but no alone time. Since I had signed the contract he had been keeping me busy and I had been going to his office to work with the clients just so I could see him. I swear every time we are in the same room together my panties become soaking wet. I just want to feel him deep inside of me, not caring who may be watching. But, of course, I am a professional so I never act on those feelings. But today is going to be different.
    I decided to get my fix and give to him a taste of his own medicine last night. I can’t have him thinking that he’s in control. I get dressed by putting on my blue Dereon jeans, a red halter top, and my fire engine-red and adorned with crystals, six inch Nine West heels. I forego wearing a bra, leaving my luscious breasts unrestrained. I put my hair up in a messy bun and throw on my Dereon shades with some red lipstick and eyeliner. I finish my look off with some big gold hoop earrings and some gold