Suck his dick

Sadie had found herself panting and squirming helplessly as her tits were toyed with, before Jake finally changed things up. She gasped loudly as his teeth bit down on her sensitive nipple for a second before he finally released her nipple with an audible pop, letting go of her other breast and sitting back in his chair. Despite the bastard’s self-satisfied grin, she sighed with relief as she was finally able to straighten up and step back. She quickly pulled her top back down and tried to walk away while Jake started playing with his phone, but his voice made her pull up short.

“Stop. Not so fast Sadie-baby. Seems Sam was right about how fine your milkers are. Just take a look at what they did.”

Unable to help herself, Sadie turned to find Jake gesturing arrogantly towards his obviously hard and ramrod straight dick jutting out in the air.

“In fact,” he continued. “I think you should take responsibility for getting me this hard with those pretty lips of yours. What do you think? Want to suck me off, slut?”

She scoffed loudly at that. She might be a good girlfriend and let Jake’s harassment go, but there’s no way she would cheat on her sweet Sam by blowing this jerk.

“When hell freezes over,” she said in a ****, sweet tone. Then she tried to turn around, but was flustered once again to find that her body was refusing her commands, instead staying put and keeping her gaze locked on Jake’s boner.

In response, Jake laughed cockily at the sight of her staring confusedly. “Not really convincing with you practically drooling at the sight of my meet, babe. Tell you what. First, get on your knees for me.”

Sadie’s face flushed angrily at his words, but her body betrayed her once again, dropping her painfully to her knees. Gasping as her knees hit the kitchen tile, the ginger’s eyes shot open as she realized her face was now mere inches from Jakes huge cock. She could actually see the precum gleaming from its head.

“Secondly, I have good news for you. You don’t have to blow me if you don’t want to,” Jake continued speaking. Sadie wanted to scoff again at him stating the obvious, but her position kneeling submissively between his legs while he smirked down at her made her worried. She didn’t understand what was wrong with her, but she just couldn’t make herself get up.

“Thirdly though, is the even better news,” Jake said enthusiastically, causing Sadie’s worry to redouble. “While you don’t have to blow me, you’re also not allowed up from the floor until you do get me off.”

His words confused Sadie for a few seconds before her eyes widened in alarm at what he’d said. Jake couldn’t possibly mean…

“That’s right,” Jake smirked. “If you don’t get those slutty slips of yours to work, you’re going to be kneeling right there in front of my dick when Sam comes in for breakfast. Now, what’ll it be slut?”