NYE: One Night Stand-He fucks Leah's tits (Suspicion: +5 Luck: +10)

Michael pulled out of her leaving Leah moaning and twitching on the ruined mattress. Her knees were weak, her thighs trembling uncontrollably, her body **** for more, but he wasn’t done with her yet—nowhere close. With a fist in her hair, he yanked her off the bed and, with the effortless strength of a man who knew exactly what he wanted, threw her back onto the rumpled sheets, flat on her back. She landed with a grunt, breasts bouncing, hair a tangled halo around her flushed face, and looked up in time to see him stroking his cock, eyes dark and hungry as he leered over her.

“God, your tits,” Michael groaned, running the head of his cock teasingly over her right nipple, making it glisten with precum. He slapped her breast with the shaft, just hard enough to make it almost sting and bounce, then did it again, laughing at the shocked gasp that tore from her throat.

She cupped her tits for him, mashing them together around his cock as he leaned forward, sliding between the slick, sweaty cleavage with animal greed. He pressed his hands over hers, squeezing even harder, then started to fuck her tits with something close to ****, his cock driving up and down the valley of flesh, the head popping free every time to slap her chin or cheek.

“I knew you’d be a freak.” he growled, using her body like a toy. His words should have made her feel dirty, but Leah only arched her back, shoving her tits higher for him, greedily chasing every thrust and every dirty compliment.

The more he degraded her, the wetter she got; she could feel her own juices pooling beneath her, could smell the sharp scent of sex in the air. She moaned deep in her throat, the sound vibrating through her chest and into his cock, making him shudder and fuck her tits harder.