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Chapter 17 by Blackhand Blackhand

What's the next step in Carrie's plan?

A Little Treat To Go With Dinner

You wait in silence, trying to control your breathing. There's smoke rising from the kitchen. Something smells good. Carrie isn't much of a cook. She prefers to focus her time on school and excersize. But, you've never failed to enjoy a meal from her in the past.

She comes out, holding a plate of eggs and wearing an apron over her clothes.

"Dinner's ready!" She calls out in a sing-song voice. Then, she places the dish on the table in front of him and kneels down on the floor to the side.

There's a moment of pause as David looks down at the plate. You just can't help but notice how close her head is positioned to other parts.

"Hrmm. Looks fine." David grunts.

"Th-thank you?" Carrie raises an eyebrow. Not the answer she was expecting no doubt. She probably wasn't used to cooking for such an asshole.

He picks up a fork and starts to eat. But, Carrie doesn't seem much focused on that. Her eyes are trained between his legs. The tip of her tongue peaks out between her lips.

"Where are my manners?" She coos. "I know a way to make sure you really enjoy your meal."

Her hands glide seductively to his jeans and touch his bulge. A jolt of electricity runs through you at the sight. Then, she works down his zipper and pulls out his cock. It stiffens in her hands.

From your vantage point, you marvel at the size of it. David is really packing heat. Clearly, Carrie is thinking the same thing, because her eyes widen at the sight of it.

Your eyes widen slowly as hands start working up and down his shaft. There's a rhythmic steadiness to it, like performing a task. Her expression seems, confused to say the least. Her mouth opens slightly, but her eyes narrow.

David though, doesn't really seem to even much acknowledge her presence. He eats his dinner and occasionally grunts.

With both hands working his shaft, the pace towards orgasm is fast. Besides, as you know from when she'd touch you, Carrie is quite deft when it comes to giving a man a hand. The dexterity of a dance instructor and all that.

David soon let's out a spurt of cum. He only stops from eating his dinner for a second. But, he made no effort to warn Carrie, so she's left with his seed stuck in her hair, on her top, and all over her hands. She looks down at them, blinking slowly.

"One second." She purrs, returning into character. "I'm going to go to the bathroom to freshen up."

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What does David plan to do with her now?

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