“Face to face, on the bed!”

I call, bounding to her bed and pulling myself up onto it. I roll over and flop down on my back, spreading and bending my legs, creating ample room for her, between. Amy smirks smugly, following me onto the bed, and then looking down at me.

“I'll never admit how long I've wanted this view,” she snickers down at me, one hand moving to my hips, wrapping around my cock. She squeezes, tight, and I arch my spine, whimpering as my eyes flutter, looking up at her, trusting her, utterly.

“Gods, your trusting eyes are intoxicating,” Amy murmurs, biting her lower lip as she pours lubricant onto her hand, then starts to spread it across her cock. I can tell what her plan is, as I lift my legs, placing one foot on the wall to give opening.

I reach above my head, blindly reaching into her nightstand for the spare washrag. She'll need it once she's oiled up, and slickly lubricated, I know. Amy hates to make a mess, and uses lubricants only to the extent that she physically needs to.

Her smile widens as I drape the dry cloth over my cock, letting her fantasise I have a cunt for her to fuck as well, perhaps. Amy's eyes are bright, and her voice is warm, when she speaks to me, positioning her crown, “Thanks, you little whore.”

She drives in hard and fast, sweeping in and forcing my hole to welcome her. It doesn't hurt like it could, had she simply slammed in without lubricant. I arch, moaning, as she draws the washcloth off my cock and uses it to dry her hands off.

Once her hands are dry, she drapes it across me once more, obscuring my anatomy from her view, with a mischievous smile. She leans down, murmuring to me as she pushes to the hilt, “Oh, I think I understand what you were doing ...”

“You want me to think about what I'd do if you had a cunt, don't you, you little faggot?” she challenges, and I smile at her, putting on my best innocent face, and she sneers mischievously, “Bullshit, you little whore, you know what you're doing.”

“You want me to breed you and put a baby in you, don't you?” she accuses, pulling her hips back and slamming into me all at once, hard and fast, “You want me to fuck you so hard you feel like a brood mare, don't you, you fucking little faggot?”

I moan helplessly as she starts to slam into me, fucking me at full force, bringing her mouth down to my face. She kisses my cheekbone, then murmurs obscenities directly in my ear. Her hands find their way to my hips, forcing me to steady.

Then they trail down my thighs and she forces my legs up, and even farther apart. My eyes flutter as she forces my legs to lift even farther, until she has her fingers wrapped around my ankles, pinning them to either side of my head, grinning.

“Flexible little slut!” Amy growls lustfully, elated by her discovery, as she fucks me with ruthless precision, grinding her cock across my prostate with every slam. “I'll bet you'll cum from me pounding your little whore ass before I'm close!”

I'm not stupid enough to take that bet.

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