Saying thank you

I so wanted him inside my pussy again, pounding me to orgasm after orgasm until he filled me with his sperm, but I wanted other things too. I wanted him to take my ass. I wanted to suck him off until he blew his load and made me swallow it all like a good little submissive slut. I wanted him to tie me up and have his way with me, doing dirty things to me...the type a good girl would never do.

I mean, he was my kidnapper, he could start acting like one.

Fuck, being a horny slut was confusing, and that wasn't even take into account that deep inside, hidden somewhere behind these powerful teenage hormones, some part of me was still a straight man screaming that I didn't really want this. But didn't I? Did it really matter at this point?

As I tried to navigate my plan to what was next, I pushed my ass back into him. As Bryan's cock slid between my cheeks, he moaned. He placed a hand on my hip, but let me stay in control, grinding against him.

"Fuck, I should have kidnapped you sooner," he whispered in my ear.

We were both enjoying that position, but it couldn't last. I didn't want him to blow his load on my ass, it needed to be inside me, somewhere. But where?