Take a look at page 2 of the list

Hoping to find some easier entries, you turn the list over. Molly continues playing with your dick on her knees below you, holding it in her mouth and pushing it around with her tongue even though you are soft after your orgasm.

As you make your way down the second page of the list, you are shocked. You didn't think it could get any more ****.

1. Spend a night with a BDSM dominatrix
2. Work one night as a prostitute
3. Try anal
4. Wear a buttplug to work
5. Peg John
6. Star in a porn scene
7. Get a bukkake
8. Take a BBC

You couldn't believe what you were reading. You looked down at Molly, the girl who you once saw as completely pure, innocent, and even a little vanilla. To know that deep down she wanted to do these filthy things, it was shocking. But it was also more than a little arousing. You noticed that she was back to work sucking your cock—reading the new items on the list had put you back to full mast.

Molly caught your eyes and pulled herself off your cock, a string of spit connecting your tip to her lips. "What do you think of that page, honey?" Wasting no time, her mouth once again engulfed your penis and she continued bobbing up and down.

With a grunt, you look over the page again. Paying for a dominatrix seemed like the easiest one, but it got much harder from there. She wanted to work a night as a prostitute? That seemed... dangerous, but you couldn't deny that the thought of seeing Molly on a street corner, dressed in a sultry short dress, fishnets, and fuck-me pumps, had your cock straining in your fiancé's mouth. You wondered how many of these items were influenced by Allie, and how many your "innocent" little sweetheart had thought of herself.

Trying anal and wearing a buttplug seemed easy enough, but you were a little surprised to see them given that you'd asked many times over the years to plunge Molly's forbidden hole, and you'd always been met with a stern "No".

The one that really caught your eye, however, was the last item. "Take a BBC". You thought to yourself that this had to be Allie's idea—Molly wouldn't even know what a BBC was! You looked down at her again as she expertly sucked your cock, her eyes closed as she worked her way up and down your shaft like a pornstar. You'd never seen her this enthusiastic about going down on you. Maybe Molly was a dirty little slut after all. You felt a bolt of pleasure shoot up your cock. "Take a BBC". Not "Try a BBC", not "Fuck a BBC", not even "Fuck a black guy". She wanted to "Take a BBC". An image flashed to your mind that you had never considered in your life: Molly on all fours on your bed, looking you in the eyes, screaming in ecstasy as an enormous black cock pounded her from behind.

With a deep moan, your lower half exploded with pleasure and you came down Molly's throat for the second time that morning. Eyes still closed, she moaned as she dutifully swallowed it all down, then popped off your dick with an "ahhh". She smiled up at you with a dazed look in her eye, like she was a little cum drunk from this morning and all the pleasures of last night. She climbed up onto the couch next to you and rested her head on your chest, looking over the list with you.

"So, you've had some time to think. What do you want to do today?"