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"I have to admit, Miss Swanepoel, you look quite appetizing all naked and begging for sex, but..."

"But what? You said you would... I want it... please come fuck me now?!" - She crawled to my feet, hugging me legs.

"Oh you will get fucked, Candice, that you can be sure of. The thing is... I kind of have this really important phone call to make..."

"What?! No! No! But I..."

"Shhh, Candice, I'm dialing." - I said, picking up my phone and pretending to dial.

"But I... I'll do anything... anything!" - She whispered, obediently.

"It's ringing..." - I added just to see what she would say.

"Please, John... please?! I'll..."

"Hi. Hello, there. Yea, it's me. Yea, I'm calling about that event next week." - I began bullshitting my way. Meanwhile, Candice was nibbling on my dick and squeezing my ass with her hands, still on her knees. That fucking thing... it really worked. - "Yea, I kinda need to talk to Phillip again. It's just not working out. Yea, I know. Yea, but... great, they're putting me on hold again." - I complained, staring down at the blond goddess lapping at my balls.

"Oh, Candice, you really want to get fucked, huh?"

"I do... I do! Are you gonna take long?" - She asked with a cry-baby face.

"Oh, I'm not sure... I'm waiting for this asshole... might take a while."

Grunting, Candice went back to licking my balls as I "waited" for Phillip.

"I'll tell you what, though. If you're a really good girl, I'll fuck as soon as I'm ready here."

In-between licks, she replied. - "I'm... a... good... girl..."

"Are you, though? Oh, hey Phillip! Finally, what took you so long?" - And as I pretended to chat with him, I slowly turned my body away from Candice. She tried to crawl with me to continue playing, but I stopped her with my hand on her head. She tried to look at me for some kind of guidance, but I pretended not to see the **** super model by my feet. Instead, I just dragged her head behind me. Like the dumb blonde that she is, she didn't understand her cue and just hugged me from behind, her cheek resting against my ass cheeks and her hands on my cock, jerking me off.

Impatiently, I removed one of her hands and planted right on my ass cheek. Then I did the same with her other hand. Confused, Candice just stood there, staring at my ass. I finally tilted my head, holding my phone against my shoulder and, with both free hands, I spread my ass right in front of her blue eyes using her own hands. I kept it spread for her to really understand her purpose. I couldn't see her reaction, nor did I care anymore.

"Hold on, Phillip." - Pretending to cover the phone's microphone, I turned around and whispered. - "Only good girls get fucked..." - Then I went back to 'talking' to Phillip. A few seconds passed and I felt nothing, so I decide to give her a hand. Literally. Bringing my left arm behind me, I grab the back of her head and shove it roughly against my ass. There is no tongue from Candice, still, so I begin rubbing her face against my ass. Crazy in lust, I let go a 'GO ON, DO IT!' right in the middle of my 'call'.

"Oh, sorry Phillip. No, that wasn't with you. I'm just... multitasking you know. These new employees... never doing what they're supposed to... then when they don't. get. what. they. want..." - I emphasized it out loud. - "They complain and blame others... but all I want is for them to do. what. they're. supposed. to, you know? Yea, every time..." - My conversation continued as I started to walk away. I picked up my pants and was about to put them on, when I feel Candice's hands on my thighs. She's behind me and quickly I feel my ass being spread. I smile widely as I feel her tongue brush against my asshole but pretend not to notice, still on my 'call'. I decide to give her a hand again and, this time, as I pushed her towards me, she pushed her tongue out like a good girl.

From that moment on, she needed little encouragement and really gave my ass a good tongue-job. I was ecstatic. I'd finally gotten Candice Swanepoel to lick my ass like a slut. This was a miracle ****, and now I had doubts about even going back to my girlfriend... after all, look at what I could do! I made sure that phonecall with Phillip lasted a good 20 minutes, as I enjoyed Candice nastily cleaning me off. It was hard pretending to talk for so long, specially when her mouth kept distracting me... for obvious reasons.

"Alright, then. Yea, yea, we'll work it out tomorrow. Okay, Phillip, I'll see you then. Bye." - I 'ended' my call, making sure Candice heard it. As soon as I hung up, she stopped licking and was about to ask something, probably begging to be fucked. But I wasn't done yet, so I roughly brought her face back to where it belonged, between my ass cheeks. Unable to move or speak, Candice went back to her routine for the past minutes and I went back to enjoying it, not without the hassle of Phillip, hehe. God it felt amazing, knowing what was happening, and with whom it was happening. Fuck I was horny now.

"That's a good girl, Candice. Lick that ass like you mean it!" - I encouraged her, pushing her face even more into me.

"You're really starting to change my mind about you, Candice. You're actually starting to behave like a really good slut, aren't you?" - And for a good while, I continued my monologue, pretending to be talking to Candice while she rimmed me. It seemed she was getting more obedient by the minute.

"Oh, wow Candice, this feel fucking amazing. Do you think it's time to..."