The car is the only thing pulling out tonight.

You eventually arrive at your apartment and usher Lindy inside so she can warm up. You sit down on your couch and stare at lindy as she stands awkwardly in the middle of your living room. The adrenaline shakes wore off partway through the drive here, and now you just feel kind of drained. She eventually blushes and fidgets in place as you realize you have been staring at her idly for quite a while. "What am I going to do with you..." you mutter.

"A-anything you want master." Lindy says to you while glancing shyly to the floor. She looks so cute and **** that you feel a stirring in your loins and your exhaustion fading away as lust starts to take a hold of you. You begin stripping out of your clothes and Lindy glances away when your cock springs free of your pants. Walking over to her you reach out and grab one of her breasts, gently massaging it. Lindy doesn't move to pull away from you, merely awkwardly looking at the floor.

"Whats wrong?" you ask. "Nothing, its just, ive never seen a penis before..." she says shyly. You frown. "When we are alone I want you to try and talk dirty." She thinks for a moment. "Ok Master." You give her breast an extra firm squeeze before you drag her over to the couch and bend her over the armrest. "So, since you are my sex ****, you are fine with me fucking you right? Last chance to back out." Lindy fidgets as she gets comfortable. "Of course master. F-feel free to knock on your... uh, bitch."

You laugh but cant resist anymore and you go to town on her petite ass. She grunts with each slam of your hips attempting to push her into the couch. After a while you slow for a moment and ask "So, do you want me to come inside?" Lindy pants for a moment "Do what you want." she grunts out. You stop in frustration. "Your dirty talk needs work." She glances back at you over her shoulder. "I'm so sorry master, i'm trying. Samantha was always the loud one." You snort. "You need some practice. In fact, how about you beg me to fuck you."

"Oh fuck yes, uh, Pound me harder, -ahh- s-stick your penis in me." You stop entirely again. "On second thought just stay quiet..." You speed up to a good rhythm both grunting as your hips slam together. You quickly reach climax and while grinding your hips together releasing thick pulses of cum into her womb. Panting you lean on the couch for a moment before sliding out of her and watching a thin trail of cum run down her leg.

You flop on the couch. "The bathroom is in there. Try not to get any cum on the carpets."