Michelle must fulfill her obligation to him.

"So, this is where the beautiful lady sleeps...alone..." said Frederick.

Michelle chuckled. "Yeah."

"You know, if you ever need company at night, you can always call on me."

"I appreciate the offer, but I think I will be okay!" Michelle plopped down on the bedside and looked up at Frederick, "I'm ready for you Freddy."

With arms akimbo, Freddy looked down on Michelle shaking his head, "I can't believe I have you for this moment. You are a prize. Yes, Michelle, you are definitely a prize. If only I could have you for this whole night completely, I would be the luckiest man in the world. And I understand, that joy is probably reserved for someone else in a near future, but if only it were me!"

"We've already discussed this," Michelle said, her rolling eyes standing out behind the mascara, "remember, Freddy? You'd break me."

"Yes, piece by piece."

Michelle leaned forward and placed her hands at Frederick's waist.

"Come here."

Frederick stepped closer. Then, Michelle meticulously undid his belt, undid the button on his pants.

Sliding down his pants, she flicked the hair out of her eyes, reached into his boxers and pulled out his big cock.

Her eyes opened wide. She expected him to be big, but not this big! Instinctively, she flexed her jaw. 'Thank god this guy's not fucking me,' she thought to herself.

"I can tell you are liking it," Frederick said.

"Not as much as you think."

She gently slid her hand along his cock. It grew bigger.

Then, letting it go, she grabbed at her tight shirt and lifted it over her head. Restrained in a pink see-through bra, her tits bounced as she threw her shirt to the floor.

Well aware that the more turned on he is, the less amount of time his cock will be in her mouth, she leaned back with her hands on the bed, curled her legs up (so that he doesn't get any ideas for down 'there') and said with a wink, "You're free to touch them, big boy."