The cum

Zooey smiles and you know she's having the same thought as you. Still, you repeat yourself. "Do you see?"

Zooey licks an eager tongue over her black lips and bites them gently. "I see a girl with a present that I haven't gotten yet." Her voice deep and sultry, suddenly sexy and eager, all sense of sarcasm floating away.

And with a quick almost forbidden look down at your pants you know that Zooey has noticed your rock hard cock. But she doesn't act on it. And while this normally might make you concerned, it doesn't. Because you know exactly what's happening. She's waiting for your permission. You're in charge here.

"Go" is all you need to say, and Zooey falls to her knees in front of you and her hand finds the form of your cock within your pants and begins to rub, and rub, and rub, until to your surprise it gets even harder.

Just as you're wondering if you'll really need to instruct her to take it out, you hear the sound of your zipper unzipping, and Zooey's small hand is inside your pants, quickly wrapping itself around the flesh of your manhood and guiding it out of your fly.

And for a moment she just admires it. And truth be told you know it's nice too. Over seven inches and thick, throbbing, tempting Zooey. Here eyes stare at it with total lust. If she wasn't your **** before. She is now.

She opens her mouth and makes a move for it but you pull back. "No" you say, teasing "You'll ruin your pretty lipstick." Just your hand.

And Zooey gives you a look of sadness, though you think if she's really going to take on the image of total sub she'll have to get used to a life of disappointment or at least of others making the decisions.

Still she obediently begins to jerk. Slowly at first, then speeding up and gripping harder. Faster and harder. Faster and harder. Until your cock is throbbing in her fist, your body starting to cover in sweat.

You lean your head back and close your eyes in joy when you feel a touch of wetness on the side of your cock. Quickly you fling your head down to find Zooey's tongue beginning to touch it. "No!" you exclaim, tapping her on the cheek gently with the palm of your hand.

"P....please" she whispers breathlessly, her open mouth trying so hard not to wrap itself around your member.

And you smile. Of course you're going to let her eventually, though you wonder how long you yourself can keep up the tease. The thought of your dick deep in Zooey's throat, her lips pressing against your body, her black lipstick smudging against her face does sound appealing. Very appealing, and you consider perhaps doing something about it before you cum.

Still you think, once you cum, that might be the end of it.

"If... if I try again, will you slap me again?" She asks, her pretty voice dripping with concern as she pumps your cock.

"Yes" you say with certainty. And almost as if on cue, Zooey tries again and instinctively your palm finds her cheek again, her face flinging to the side, her dark hair flying into her eyes.

She licks her lips and stares up at you with those big eyes, through her mussed hair. Clearly, she has not learned her lesson.