I want Alison to ride me

"Do you really think I've corrupted Miss Miller completely?" My fingers curl even deeper into Alison's pussy, and I see her eyes widen in response.

"Oh, Dear Lord YES!" Alison squirms on my fingers even as she grabs my shoulder, "your fat cock in her virgin pussy was too much for her to fight. You've turned her into a whore ... Mr. P, she'll do anything at all. She might be hesitant, and pretend she doesn't want to, but she she'll do what you tell her."

"OK, let's see our sweet Miss Miller ride my cock like the needy little slut you say she is." I'm not sure if this is what Alison had in mind, but as soon as she hears what I want I see her sly smile."

"Ooooh, Mr. P," I've seen this reaction before, and I know she likes the idea. "You want to feel a tight young pussy on your cock? I think we can make that happen." I should have known that Alison would be all too eager to ride me. I also should have guessed that she'd want to go back to role-playing my innocent young secretary.

"You want me to do what, Sir?" Alison fidgets nervously, "I don't think a good girl would do that ..." I chuckle and pull her closer to where I'm reclining on the bed.

"You're not a good girl anymore, Miss Miller, are you?" As I wait, Alison straddles my hips and takes my erection in her small hand rubbing it slowly against her newly shave mons. The feeling of my nearly hard cock rubbing against her freshly shaved pussy (combined with the magic blue pills) is all I need. "Go on, Miss Miller. I'm not like your fiancé; I don't like waiting." With that last firm push, Alison takes my cock in her hand and lowers herself down onto my shaft. It doesn't take long before her hesitation and shy **** are replaced with a wild-eyed excitement as she rides me.

Had this been the first or even second encounter of the night, the feeling of Alison's tight sheath and the way she pretended to be the innocent Miss Miller slowly growing in confidence as she set the pace would have made me explode in no time. However, I was in no hurry to end this, and Alison was still young and horny. She came two times riding my cock and was begging for my seed before I finally took pity on the needy little slut and let myself go.

As we lay panting on the bed together, the bed feels inviting for reasons that have nothing to do with sex, and we curl up together under the expensive Egyptian cotton sheets.